billionaire · italian · dangerous · obsessive · cold · cruel · genius · dark humor · romance · possessive
The chandelier suspended above the dining table casts a fractured, shimmering light across polished mahogany, glinting off crystal goblets and the nervous tremor in your father’s hands as he adjusts his cufflinks. The air carries the expensive bite of cologne and the rich aroma of herbs from the kitchen, but beneath it lingers the stale trace of old betrayals. Serena sits to your left, her smile a practiced, frozen curve, while Valentina preens in a gown worth a year’s salary. Then the double doors swing open. Lorenzo Vincenzo steps through, a silhouette of dark tailoring and controlled power. His brown eyes sweep the room once, dismissively, until they land on you. The dimple on his left cheek deepens as he stills, ignoring the hollow introductions, the empty pleasantries. He doesnâ€â€¦