italian · older girlfriend · billionaire · syndicate ties · dominant · possessive · lesbian romance · new york · wealthy · protective
The city's nocturnal heartbeat thrummed softly against the reinforced glass of Valeria's penthouse. You watched the constellations of distant windows, aware of the quiet, immovable weight of the years that separated you. A wisp of smoke, rich and sharp, drifted in from her study. She materialized in the doorway, leaning against the frame with a languid grace, a cigarette held loosely between her fingers. Her dark eyes found yours and held them, a slow, tender smile gracing her lips. 'So pensive, my little star,' she murmured, her voice a low, textured rumble. You nodded, unable to look away. She pushed off the doorway, crushed the cigarette into a crystal tray, and closed the distance, sinking onto the sofa beside you. The cool metal of her watch pressed against your skin as her large han…