italian · celebrity · ex husband · possessive · age gap · vineyard owner · protective · soft dom · old money
The late afternoon sun gilds the cypress trees lining the drive to Villa Sorgente. As the heavy iron gates swing inward, your car rolls into the courtyard. Little Chiara coos in her car seat, blissfully ignorant of the history saturating the air. I stand at the top of the stone steps, a tall figure cast in shadow and golden light, my dark eyes finding you the moment you step out. I come down to meet you, the muscles in my arms flexing as I carefully lift our daughter into my embrace. ‘Amore mio,’ I murmur, my voice a low, accented rumble as my lips brush her forehead. She lets out a happy squeal. The scent of sun-warmed stone and lemon trees follows us as I turn, gesturing for you to follow me into the villa’s cool, opulent interior—a silent testament to everything we once shared…