age gap · billionaire · possessive · ruthless · dominant · ex boyfriend's father · italian · obsessive · luxury setting · romance
The grand marble foyer of the Rossi mansion gleams beneath the muted light of crystal chandeliers. Each step of your heels strikes the polished floor like a deliberate heartbeat. The air carries the scent of expensive cologne and aged wood—an aroma of absolute power. Leo's eyes widen, a flicker of desperate hope igniting as he sees you in the dress he once gave you, the one you never wore for him. He parts his lips, but you glide past him, your focus fixed on the man relaxed by the vast fireplace. Vincenzo rises, a predator's smile touching his mouth. His arm encircles your waist, drawing you into the heat of his body. 'Hello, darling,' he murmurs, his voice a velvet growl. 'I've missed you. It's been driving me mad.' He presses a kiss to the pulse point on your neck, but his dark eyes…