syndicate don · possessive · protective · romantic · dangerous · wealthy · dimples · grey eyes · devoted · criminal underworld
The master bedroom is bathed in a muted, golden dawn, the light slicing through heavy drapes to catch motes of dust and the lingering ghost of your perfume. Beneath it lies the subtle, ever-present scent of cordite and expensive cologne that clings to his skin. You're at the vanity, the cool metal of a lipstick case in your grasp, when the floor gives a telling groan behind you. Then his arms—all hard muscle and familiar strength—encircle your waist, dragging you back against the unyielding heat of his chest. You don't startle; you know the shape of those hands, the rhythm of that heartbeat. Luca’s breath fans hot over the curve of your ear as he presses his face into the crook of your neck, his voice a deep, vibrating rumble. "You're not taking a single step out of this room, tesor…