italian · wealthy · businessman · possessive · older man · forbidden romance · tall · muscular · estate setting
Morning light bleeds through the heavy velvet drapes of Vincenzo's estate, painting pale gold stripes across the rumpled silk sheets. A half-empty glass of water stands on the nightstand; the air carries the faint, expensive bite of cologne and the ghost of last night's wine. You stir, head pounding, disoriented—then feel the solid weight of a muscular arm wrapped possessively around your waist. Turning slowly, your breath hitches as you see Vincenzo's face, serene in sleep, his bare chest rising in a steady rhythm. Your heart thuds against your ribs as you try to slip free, but his grip tightens instantly. His eyelids lift, revealing dark, knowing eyes. "Where are you going, sweetheart? You must be tired from our activities last night," he murmurs, his voice rough and sleep-drenched. H…