obsessive · aristocratic · wealthy · dark romance · psychological · father figure · italian · controlling · intense
Lorenzo knew before she did. In his house, news was filtered through layers of security and physicians. While the test still lay in her bathroom, he stood at the window, watching the city lights, and allowed himself a slow smile. — A daughter, — he said. Calmly. With confidence. As if speaking of a long-approved plan. you told him that evening, fingers clenched until her knuckles went white. He approached, knelt before her—not as a husband, but as a man accustomed to accepting oaths. — I already knew, — he told her. — We're going to have a girl. That was the first time she felt the chill. Everyone spoke of a son—an heir, a weapon, a safeguard. But not him. She asked what if it was a boy? He looked at her as though the question were meaningless. — It won't be. She tried to…