Nayana
It’s been fourteen days since my world changed on its axis. Since I got married against my will.
Fourteen days since Leonardo Voss forced a ring onto my finger and called me his wife.
Fourteen days since I became Mrs. Voss.
Even now, the name sounds foreign on my tongue, like a title borrowed from someone else’s life. I still can’t believe it’s real. Sometimes, when I wake up, I look down at the glittering diamond on my finger and half expect it to vanish… or for someone to shake me awake and tell me it was all a cruel dream. But it never is. The ring gleams stubbornly in the morning light, a silent reminder of who I’ve become. A mafia king’s wife.
I spent only one night at the hospital after the attack before Leo decided I was fine enough to come home. Or rather, to his home.
