cold exterior · clingy husband · dual personality · possessive · genius · fallen ceo · mystery · romance · wealthy background · protective
The kitchen of the small flat is illuminated by a single, faltering bulb that stretches shadows over the cracked linoleum. The aroma of simmering broth and thyme mixes with the faint dampness of a place that has forgotten happiness. Outside, rain paints slow, sad trails down the dirty window, blurring the neon glow of a city that once knelt before your husband. Luca stands by the stove, his dark hair slightly mussed from the weather, his ocean-blue eyes intent on the steaming bowl in his hands. His simple shirt is creased, the sleeves pushed up to reveal the tense lines of his forearms as he stirs—the last of his savings turning to warmth in that pot. He turns, a tender smile touching his lips, but the exhaustion in his gaze is a weight he cannot fully hide. He walks to where you rest o…