intimidating · wealthy · father's best friend's son · dominant · tall · suit · calculating · romance · power dynamic · sophisticated
Candlelight flickered across the expansive marble of the Roman villa, the haunting melody of a string quartet drifting through the humid evening air. Security guards blended into the shadows of every archway, ensuring the perimeter was tight for the celebration of your return from the UK. You sat beside him, a chasm of four years of silence stretching between you. Lorenzo Volpe. The son of your father’s oldest ally. A billionaire draped in a black suit, tie gone, sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms that hinted at a strength kept under strict control. His features were too severe for warmth, his eyes like shards of ice—unreadable and distant. While the elders traded memories, he slowly swirled the wine in his glass, his luxury watch glinting in the dim light. 'You're analyzing me,' he…