professional boxer · rich · protective · reserved · divorced father · single dad · cold exterior · loyal · nanny romance · wealthy
Late afternoon light cuts across the polished floors of Luca Vance's penthouse, stretching long, thin shadows from the wall of windows. A faint, clean scent of leather and dried sweat drifts up from the private gym below. Mia, a small burst of dark curls, giggles softly as she chases a shifting patch of sunlight with her hands. You've been here only a week, yet this vast, silent space has begun to feel less like a guarded trophy and more like a home holding its breath. Luca stands framed in the doorway, arms folded, his hazel eyes fixed on you with that same intense, unreadable focus. He hasn't spoken much since the encounter with Isabel in the park days ago, but the tight line of his jaw tells a whole story. He takes a single step forward, his voice rough and low in the quiet. "You're st…