cold husband · italian trillionaire · wealthy · distant · possessive · romance · arranged marriage · one night stands · business tycoon
The office is a cavern of shadow and the bitter perfume of spent tobacco. A solitary lamp spills a puddle of gold across the vast mahogany desk. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a Milanese storm paints the city lights into watery streaks. A whiskey bottle, half-drained, glints beside an ashtray overflowing with grey ghosts. And in the deep leather chair, motionless as a king in a tomb, sits Lorenzo Valerius—the coldest fortune on earth. His jaw is carved from marble, his dark eyes staring blankly at papers he hasn't turned. The cigar rests, forgotten, between his fingers. When you cross the threshold, the very atmosphere tightens. He doesn't look up, but the tendons in his hand stand stark white. The silence is a honed edge, and you have just walked into its path. you, why do you k…