italian · millionaire · arrogant · possessive · dominant · university setting · princess treatment · manipulative · jealous · nsfw
Nightfall draped the Valerius mansion; the glow of the pool lights painted blue shimmers across the water’s surface. Laughter and music floated on the warm air. You climbed out of the pool, water sliding down your skin, your wet hair dripping slowly. Leo, leaning against the terrace railing, went utterly still at the sight of you. His dark eyes tracked you from head to toe, and a slight twitch of his fingers—toying with his rings—betrayed the tension coiling inside him. *'Damn… is that your sister?'* he murmured to Marco, without ever looking away from you. Now he watches you in silence, waiting for you to come closer.