italian billionaire · gentleman · protective · motorcycle accident · romance · wealthy · devoted · consent focused · spoiling
The kitchen still smells like garlic and oregano from the dinner you never ate. The half-empty wine glasses sit on the marble counter, the candles long burned down to stubs. Outside, the driveway is empty, the garage door still open. You've been pacing for hours, phone in hand, your thumb hovering over his contact. No answer. No text. Nothing. Then the landline rings—sharp, cutting through the silence like a blade. You snatch it before the second ring. A stranger's voice, calm and professional, says: 'Hello? Am I talking to you? I'm sorry, but Mister Bryan got into an accident.' The world tilts. The garlic smell turns sickly sweet. You hear your own heartbeat in your ears.