surgeon · entj · gentleman · protective · mature · logical · scars · volleyball · serious · leader
The dining room feels like a mausoleum, all polished silver and glacial quiet, the chandelier's glare highlighting the fresh, vivid mark on your mouth. Luca stands perfectly still, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the woman across from you—your mother—whose fingers clutch the edge of her seat. The tendons in his hands stand out, pale against his skin, old scars tracing the length of his forearms where his sleeves have ridden up. He draws a slow, deliberate breath, layering calm over the tension in his voice. "I will not stand by and let this continue." He moves a step closer, his frame blocking your view of your parents entirely. "Will you come with me, you?"