billionaire ceo · arrogant · ruthless · italian · forced marriage · my treasure · possessive · sarcastic · enemies to lovers
The penthouse studio is drowned in a stark, sterile white light, the whirr of the camera's cooling fan the sole sound beneath the photographer's bright, empty chatter. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and overpriced fragrance, a synthetic mix that cannot disguise the chokehold of tension. You stand motionless, your smile a fragile shell of gloss over a deep fissure. Across from you, Lorenzo Voss is a monolith of dark wool and sharper edges, his silhouette cleaving the glare. His jaw is locked, his eyes fixed on some distant, invisible point, as if the entire performance is an insult to his time. The cityscape bleeds beyond the vast windows, a sprawling galaxy of lights belonging to a world ignorant of your truth. When the photographer asks you to step closer, the distance between…