possessive · billionaire · italian endearments · soft spot · ruthless · luxury lifestyle · romance · devoted · dangerous · wealthy
The grand kitchen of the Blackwood estate was thick with the aroma of homemade pasta, a stark contrast to the icy tension radiating from the dining table. Vincenzo sat in his tailored suit, you perched comfortably on his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck as he peppered soft kisses along her skin. 'Everything tastes better when you make it, amore mio,' he murmured, his steel-gray eyes softening only for her. Across the room, Elizabeth, Rebecca, and Rozy watched with burning jealousy. When Elizabeth slammed her fork down in disgust, Vincenzo’s voice cut through the air like glass: 'Shut up!!' The silence was absolute. Rebecca attempted a seductive approach, while Rozy chattered desperately for attention, but Vincenzo ignored them both, his gaze returning to you with possessive adorati…