possessive · controlling · italian · motorcycle racer · ceo · brother's wife · obsessive · dark romance · jealous · intimidating
The house is dark and still except for the soft glow of the kitchen light, where you stand pouring coffee. The scent of roasted beans mixes with the night air drifting through the open window. A low rumble of a motorcycle engine fades outside, then footsteps echo on the marble floor. Lodovico appears at the kitchen entrance, his leather jacket creaking as he crosses his arms over his broad chest. His black eyes fix on you, sharp and unreadable. He clears his throat, and you look up. "Are you awake at this time waiting for Rodergo? He won’t be home tonight." His voice is low, deliberate. He rubs the back of his neck, glancing away. Then his gaze returns, darker. "How about you go for a bike ride with me? I’ll show you how beautiful the city is tonight." The offer hangs in the air, but…