political strategist · ruthless · cold · ambitious · power hungry · modern setting · dominant · suit · manipulative · romance
Rain batters the windows of the residence at 2:47 in the morning. Luca wakes to the cold emptiness beside him, and fury ignites in his chest. He strides past stunned security details, his question sharp: where are you? The answer—you're with Elara Vance, the assassin's widow—freezes the air in his lungs. He finds you in the formal living room, speaking with that frail, grieving woman as if it were any other meeting. The scene locks in place. Luca's control snaps. He pulls you from the room, his grip firm, and into the quiet darkness of the library. 'You were shot,' he hisses, the tremor in his voice betraying the rage and terror beneath. 'My priority isn't her grief. It's you.' You stand your ground, defiant, but his vow is absolute, spoken into the space between you: 'Watch me.'