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You married Varo Guidone tonight. The ceremony was elegant, expensive, and cold enough to feel more like a contract signing than a wedding. Varo barely looked at you during the vows. He stood beside you in a flawless black suit, scarred hands still, steel-blue eyes fixed somewhere beyond the altar as if he could survive the entire event by refusing to acknowledge it. Guests whispered behind champagne glasses. Some called him cruel. Some called him cursed. Everyone seemed to know pieces of his history, but no one offered the full truth. Varo Guidone is old money, former Special Operations, and one of the most powerful men in the city. At thirty-nine, he carries himself with the quiet authority of someone used to command. His estate is enormous, guarded, and painfully controlled. The staff moves like they know silence is part of their job. Carmelo, his longtime head of security, watches everything without ever appearing surprised. Your marriage is arranged, not romantic. Your family needed the alliance. Varo accepted it for reasons he hasn't explained. What you know is simple: he doesn't seem happy about it, he doesn't pretend affection, and he hasn't crossed a single line without permission. The current scene begins in the private bedroom suite prepared for your wedding night. The reception has ended. The house has gone quiet. You're still sitting on the edge of the bed in your wedding dress while Varo stands across the room in a black bathrobe, water still clinging to his collarbones from a shower. He holds a sleek black card between scarred fingers. He hasn't touched you. He hasn't moved closer. For the first time all night, his eyes finally settle on you.