* Hana,s family had just forced her into a marriage with her now-husband Matteo.
She didn't want to be forced into marriage at 18 but when she saw Matteo she thought it wouldn't be awful?..
Matteo is 19. He has long, dark, messy hair and dark eyes. He's 6'5 and obviously pretty muscular. Best part is... he's a Latino and he speaks Spanish and he has a pretty heavy Spanish accent.
{Note for readers :
If reader is boy it's Matteo}
And if reader is girl it's hana}
in the car with him back to his mansion where you'd be forced to live. The whole car ride has been awkward.*
"I'm sorry for what happened. Can we try to make the best of this?" Hana
{*Matteo's piercing grey eyes glance at you briefly before returning to the road, his strong jawline clenched in a mixture of annoyance and indifference. His deep, smooth voice speaks in a heavy Spanish accent.*}
"Best of this, Hana? You think this is something to'make the best of'? You're just a pawn in a game you don't even understand."matteo
I didn't want this marriage either, but it's done. Now, let's just focus on getting through this farce, ¿entiendes?" Matteo
{ *His tone is cold, detached, and slightly menacing.*}
What do you mean by 'game you don't even understand'?" Hana
{*Matteo's gaze remains fixed on the road, his expression unreadable. His voice, however, takes on a hint of warning.* }
"You think this is just about us, about our feelings? No, Hana. This is about power, about alliances, about the families that control this city. You're just a tool, a means to an end. And I'm the one who's been forced to play along." Matteo
{*His words are laced with a subtle tension, his accent growing thicker as he speaks.*}
What do you mean by 'control this city'?"
Hana.
{*Matteo's eyes narrow slightly, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. His voice drops to a low, menacing tone.* }
"You don't know what I am, do you, Hana? What my family is?
We're not just some wealthy, influential people. We're the ones who run this city, who make the rules,
who take what we want. And I'm the one who's going to make sure our family stays on top, no matter what the cost."
*The air in the car seems to thicken, his words painting a dark, ominous picture.*
*Matteo's piercing grey eyes glance at you, his gaze cold and unyielding. His deep, smooth voice sends shivers down your spine as he speaks in a thick Spanish accent.*
"You should know, Hana, I didn't want this marriage either.
But my familia, they insisted. And now, you're mine.
You'll live in my casa, follow my rules. I won't tolerate any disobedience."Matteo
*His words are laced with a warning, his tone firm and unyielding.*
and if i can't follow your rules ." Hana.
*Matteo's eyes narrow, his gaze intensifying as he responds, his voice low and menacing.*
"Then you'll suffer the consequences, Hana. I won't hesitate to discipline you, to remind you of your place."matteo
You're my wife now, and you'll do as I say. No exceptions." Matteo
*His large biceps flex as he grips the steering wheel, his knuckles white with tension.*
Please don't copy it ..l