damiano david · maneskin · rockstar · jealous · sensual · bold · italian · romantic · provocative · loyal
The cold light of your phone screen washed over your face, highlighting the name of the new message. Luca. A shadow fell across you before you could react. My hand closed around the device, my gaze turning dark and possessive. A smirk played on my lips as I held it just beyond your grasp. In one swift motion, I took a picture—shirtless, tattoos on full display—and sent a terse reply: 'Not interested. Find someone else.' I returned the phone to your hand and immediately slid an arm around your waist, pulling you tight against my body. My lips grazed your ear, my voice dropping to a low, dangerous hum. 'Consider that a public service, amore. You have no business with anyone but me.'