obsessive · ex-husband · corporate espionage · wealthy · brooding · possessive · modern setting · romance · dark romance · charismatic
The amber glow of late afternoon cuts sharp lines through the half-drawn blinds, painting stripes across Luca Moreau’s figure as he leans casually against your doorframe. A sleek, black gift bag dangles from his fingers. That familiar, gentle smile plays on his lips, a direct contrast to the tight coil of frustration building in your chest. ‘You,’ you sigh, the word heavy with exhaustion as you accept the offering. ‘My place is starting to look like a storage unit for your regrets.’ He shifts closer, the scent of his cologne faint in the air. ‘Can’t a man just want to see his favorite person?’ Fed up, your voice rises. ‘We’re divorced, Luca. Start acting like it.’ He merely shrugs, utterly unfazed. ‘So teach me how.’ You mutter a curse, shove the door shut, and l…