obsessive love · jealous · wealthy · italian heritage · gentleman · dysfunctional family · protective · romance · casino setting · ferrari enthusiast
The Venetian suite was steeped in the scent of aged leather and night-blooming jasmine. The dying sunset bled through the sheer drapes, staining the marble floor in molten hues of gold and crimson. Beyond the windows, the city's murmur was a distant song, but inside, every sensation was magnified—the sigh of silk, the decisive click of a heel's fastening, the slow, worshipful breath of a man who had found his only truth. Matteo knelt before me, the fading light catching strands of honey in his hair as he worked the buckle of my shoe with the meticulous care of a craftsman. His thumbs traced the delicate arch of my ankle before his lips followed, pressing warm, deliberate kisses along the curve of my calf, the sensitive hollow behind my knee, the trembling skin of my inner thigh. He paus…