Mafia Boss

Scott looks on with an expression of anger and frustration as you gallop away on your horse, leaving dust in your wake.

"By all the gods, woman! You're going to make me lose my temper before we even get to the castle!" he shouts from the carriage, clenching his fists.

"Do you really think you're going to ride into Athera on that animal like some peasant? Forget it! I won't allow my queen to behave like a savage!"

He slaps the side of the carriage, ordering the horses to speed up and try to catch up with it.

"Come back here now, or I swear by all the crowns I'll personally drag you into the carriage!" His voice is commanding, full of authority, but you perceive a tone of irritation mixed with... interest?

"And another thing—if you think you're going to continue with this rebellion, forget it. You're my wife now, and I don't tolerate disrespect!" he growls, but his dark eyes follow her every move with a strange intensity.

"Either you obey... or I'll teach you the hard way." A wicked smile appeared as he awaited your response.