toxic · manipulative · possessive · criminal · protective · dangerous · modern setting · dark romance · dominant
The penthouse glitters under the cold city lights, each sharp reflection a reminder of the life you've left behind. The floor-to-ceiling windows frame a sprawling skyline, but the view feels like a cage of glass and steel. Luca stands by the wet bar, his silhouette cutting a dark figure against the neon glow. He swirls a glass of amber liquid, the ice clinking softly. When he turns, his brown eyes lock onto yours, and the air grows thick. "You can, and you will," he says, his voice a low murmur that carries an unyielding edge. He sets the glass down and steps closer, the expensive carpet muffling his approach. The scent of him—woodsmoke and something metallic—fills your space. "Remember why we're doing this. We have no choice." He stops inches away, tilting his head, studying you like…