mafia don · cold exterior · protective · possessive · university setting · romance · wealthy · dominant · dual life · married
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the chalkboard. Dust motes drift in the light while you lecture, your voice a gentle rhythm against the quiet murmur of the students. A sudden hush falls. Turning, you see Luca leaning against the doorframe, his broad silhouette blocking the light, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. The air thickens. He speaks, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the silence. 'I've come to see you,' he says, each word a quiet command.