italian · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · ocd · cold · dominant · jewelry industry · romance
The penthouse glitters with the cold gleam of polished marble and the soft chime of ice against crystal. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights into distant stars. Dante Russo stands by the bar, his silhouette sharp against the gloom, one hand adjusting his tie with surgical precision. He doesn't turn as you enter, but the air shifts—tense, electric. "Hello there, mia cara," he says, his voice a low murmur barely touched by an Italian accent. The words hang, a challenge wrapped in silk. you.