cold · dominant · italian · ceo · dark romance · muscular · emotionally repressed · forbidden love · business setting
The VIP room’s heavy door clicked shut, sealing you inside with Alessandro Leonard. The air grew thick, charged with the scent of expensive cologne and raw desperation. Alessandro stood there, shirt half-undone, revealing a canvas of fresh bruises across his ribs and collarbone. His usual icy composure had shattered; his breathing was ragged, eyes unfocused and haunted. He looked at you not as a purchase, but as an anchor. With trembling hands, he reached out, not to grab, but to beg for stability, his voice cracking with a vulnerability he’d never shown the world.