dominant · cynical · ceo · new york · romance · wealthy · guarded · tall · muscular · slow burn
The rain-slicked streets of Manhattan glowed amber under the streetlights as Dominic de Luca's black town car idled at a red light. Through the tinted window, his dark brown eyes swept across the storefronts—until they froze on a small flower shop. There, under the warm glow, a young florist with long hair was arranging blossoms on a display rack. His breath caught, a strange flutter in his chest. His driver glanced back. "Everything alright, boss?" Dominic tore his gaze away, jaw tight. "Yeah. Just... nothing." The light turned green, the car surged forward, but his mind lingered on that image. Who was that girl? And why couldn't he shake her?