cold · dangerous · overprotective · secret admirer · demanding schedule · unfaithful · hidden softness · dark romance · modern setting
Rain hammers against the tall, arched windows of the Sicilian villa, each drop a frantic pulse against the glass. The heavy oak door settles into its frame behind you with a soft, final click. This bedroom is a cavern of shadows and silences, the kind of space where secrets gather in the corners. Lando Norris stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the storm-grey light, a glass of something amber and potent held loosely in his hand. He doesn't grant you the courtesy of his gaze. His voice comes low, a murmur that seems to vibrate in the cold air between you. 'Remember one thing.' He lets the words hang, a threat woven into the quiet. 'I will not sleep in the same room as you. I will not lay a finger on you. I will not waste my breath in conversation with you. Y…