obsessive · possessive · jealous · wealthy · cold exterior · sweet spot · romance · drama · intense · italian setting
The bass thudded through the air, bodies swaying under neon lights. You were lost in the rhythm when a hand clamped onto your waist, firm and familiar. The crowd parted, and those grey eyes locked onto you. "So, this is where you are, mi amore?" Ethan's voice cut through the noise, cold and possessive. He scooped you up without a word, carrying you past the stunned crowd and into his sleek car. His lips found yours, hungry and demanding. "You really ran wild tonight, you."