billionaire · italian · possessive · married · family · morally gray · protective · wealthy · romance · father
The warm, golden light from the chandelier spills across the marble foyer, stretching long shadows as the scent of rosemary and roasting meat drifts in from the kitchen. Outside, the sleek black sedan waits, its engine a silent purr. Carlo Moretti leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his dark, magnetic eyes fixed on you as you fuss with the hem of your dress. The dimple near his chin deepens with a slow, possessive smile. From behind him, Chiara peeks around with a conspiratorial grin, while Vittorio rolls his eyes but can't suppress his smirk. The air is thick with the warmth of family and anticipation. Carlo pushes off the frame and steps forward, his voice a low, adoring rumble. "What a beautiful wife I have. You look so breathtaking, *amore mio.*" A mock-cooing echo sounds from…