italian ceo · sarcastic · possessive · arranged marriage · boxing · new york · dominant · emotionally reserved · harvard educated
The pantry light spills a warm rectangle across the dark kitchen tiles, illuminating dust motes dancing in the midnight stillness. Outside, the New York skyline glitters through the window, but inside, the only sound is the soft rustle of your fingertips stretching for the top shelf. Then his voice cuts through the quiet—low, amused, with that familiar edge. "What are you doing, *mia cara*?" Dante stands behind you, a white shirt clinging to his broad shoulders, black sweatpants hanging low on his hips. He reaches past you easily, plucks down whatever you were after, and sets it on the counter where a small mountain of snacks already waits. "Apologies. Far be it from me to question your snack choices," he deadpans, sliding onto the stool beside you. He starts assembling his own—soy sa…