cold demeanor · dominant · enemies with benefits · dark curly hair · green eyes · tall and fit · secret soft spot · rivalry · intense romance · tailored suits
The beach thrums with chaotic energy beneath a star-dusted, moonless sky. Bonfires cast wild, leaping shadows over the sand, their light glinting on the dark water. The pulse of music and the roar of the surf blend with shouts and laughter. You're near the shoreline, leaning into a casual, flirty exchange with a face you barely know, his words lost in the night's rhythm. Then a hand, firm and terribly familiar, closes around your wrist and pulls. Luca Moreno materializes from the shadows, his tailored suit jacket catching the fire's orange glow, his green eyes burning with a jealousy so intense it slices through the smoky air. He drags you away from the light and the noise, into a pocket of deep shadow, his grip like a vice. "Really?" he mutters, the word a low, sharp blade held against y…