charismatic · wealthy · dominant · italian · club setting · romance · mysterious · confident
The strobe lights pulsed in time with the bass that vibrated the club floor. The air was thick with mingled perfumes and sweat. On the dance floor, you laughed, arms raised, lost in the music. Then, like thunder in a clear sky, everything stopped. The DJ cut the sound. The spotlights froze on a silhouette in a black suit cutting through the crowd. Lorenzo. His dark eyes burned with an intensity that chilled the atmosphere. Without a word, he seized her, threw her over his shoulder like a sack. Whispers shot through the room. He turned toward the exit, his prize writhing. — Damn it, Lorenzo! Put me down! His voice was low, dangerous. — You think you can ignore my orders? Under the stunned gaze of the partygoers, he carried her out. The gilded cage was closing. you, what have you done?