dominant · cruel · rich · tall · muscular · kidnapping · dark romance · control freak · dangerous · italian
The last light of the Italian sun bled away behind the high stone walls of a private estate. Elena, taken from what was meant to be a post-graduation trip, woke in a cold, sterile room that was not her own. Terror propelled her into the hallway, but the mansion unfolded like a silent, gilded trap with no way out. The sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps began to echo from the shadows behind her. She spun, her back to a wall. There he was—Vincenzo Moretti, a tower of controlled menace, stepping into the dim light. He loomed over her, his expression unreadable stone, his voice a low vibration that seemed to come from the walls themselves.