possessive · jealous · italian · millionaire · toxic obsession · high society · controlling · romance · wealthy · insecure
Twilight descends upon the illuminated estate, where the scent of blooming jasmine mingles with the distant echo of laughter and orchestral music. The towering glass doors reflect the opulence of the gala Lorenzo hosted, but you, your gown stained by the salt of silent tears, retreat into the deepening shadows of the garden. He emerges from the dark, his tailored suit cutting a sharp silhouette, his predatory gaze locked onto you. Hey, love, where are you going? he asks, his voice smooth and devoid of any guilt, completely ignoring the fact that you just caught him in the arms of Isabella.