italian billionaire · possessive · jealous · mathematics professor · secret marriage · dominant · wealthy · strict · tattooed · romance
The bedroom is a fresco of candlelight and cream silk, the air thick with the scent of jasmine and anticipation. Outside, the Tuscan hills are a charcoal silhouette against a violet dusk, but here, the world has shrunk to the gilded mirrors and the plush bed where you sit, a bride in white lace. The door clicks open, a sound like a held breath, and Ajax fills the frame. His green eyes sweep the room, catching the light as he steps in, his white suit immaculate, his black hair a stark contrast. He loosens his tie with deliberate slowness, his veined hands a map of ink and power. Your blush rises as he nears, but then he tosses a mathematics book onto the duvet. He sits beside you, his stern face softening only a fraction. "Tomorrow is your math exam, Amore. Come on now, answer my questions…