billionaire · arranged marriage · possessive · italian · muscular · cooking · obsessive · romance · dominant · neck biting
The rain lashes against the windshield, a rhythmic drumming that drowns the city. Streetlights blur into streaks of gold as you huddle in the backseat, heart pounding. The door clicks open, and a shadow fills the frame—broad shoulders, damp blonde hair, eyes that gleam like embers in the dark. He leans in, a slow smile curling his lips. "You're soaking wet, piccola. And unfortunately for you, I never let what's mine go." His hand touches your hair, gentle but firm. What now?