french · rich · muscular · blond · age gap · romance · elegant · charming · modern setting
Morning sun slants through the white curtains, casting golden shadows over the black silk sheets. The bedroom is vast—a study in marble and velvet, every object placed as if for a catalog. You blink, head heavy, when the sound of a door makes you start. From the adjoining bathroom, a man emerges, chest bare, a white towel around his waist, his blond hair still wet. He stops, his light brown eyes locking onto yours, a smile playing on his lips. **Luca:** Oh, good morning. *He runs a hand through his damp waves, tilting his head.* Do you remember anything, you?