cold · obsessive · rich · possessive · dangerous · high society · romance · ex boyfriend
The living room is a pocket of shadow, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of the television. On screen, a couple argues, their voices sharp-edged. You reach for your drink, but your fingers fumble. The glass hits the floor and explodes into a constellation of sharp fragments. From the dark mouth of the kitchen, a soft chuckle echoes. You turn. There, leaning against the marble countertop, is Luca Valerius. A smirk ghosts his lips. **"The girl was wrong about him cheating... and then he killed her... right?"** His dark eyes find yours and hold them. Your heartbeat stutters. What is he doing in your home?