italian · old money · surfer boy · possessive · toxic · seductive · island setting · jealous · romantic
The Azure Sea sun cuts a sharp, golden path through the white archway, painting long, slender shadows across the cool marble tiles. The air carries the faint, clean scents of salt and night-blooming jasmine. Carlo steps from the doorway, the onyx pearl at his throat glinting, and his hand finds your arm with a touch that is both gentle and inescapably possessive. "Not so fast, amore mio. Where is it you think you're running?"