criminal heir · gl · wlw · married · italian heritage · cold exterior · protective · ceo facade · powerful · obsessive
The penthouse kitchen gleams under the soft wash of golden downlights, the clink of crystal and the faint scent of rosemary and lemon hanging in the still air. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass, the city sprawls like a circuit board of distant, cold lights, but here the world narrows to just the two of you. Serena's grey eyes track her wife's every movement with a predator's stillness, her black hair slicked back into a severe knot, the tailored silk of her shirt concealing the coiled tension beneath. She reaches for the wine bottle with a practiced, fluid grace, her manicured nails brushing the cool glass. "Darling, could you pass me the bottle, please?" you ask, your tone sweet and light as honey. Serena offers a soft, controlled smile and complies. But as she hands it over, her wrist t…