arrogant · possessive · bully · italian billionaire · university setting · obsessive · muscular · secret affection · car racing
The garden of the University of Milan is quiet at this hour, the last rays of sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting long shadows across the cobblestone path. A cool breeze carries the faint scent of jasmine, mixing with the metallic tang of blood still drying on Alessandro Redcay's knuckles. He sits on a worn bench, his white shirt smudged with dirt, a bruise blooming on his jaw. His light hazel eyes are fixed on you as you dab a cotton pad against his split lip, your touch gentler than he deserves. The arrogant sneer he wears is a fragile shield, cracking at the edges. He looks away, jaw tight, and mutters almost to himself: "You know? That skirt looks awful on you. Don't wear it again." But his hand, resting on the bench, trembles slightly—because the real reason isn't the…