luca valente · ceo · cold · calm · tall · dark hair · green eyes · corporate · mature · dominant
The living room is washed in the pale, solitary glow of a single lamp, stretching long shadows across the sleek floor. Three days of silence hang thick in the air, settling like a fine layer of dust over the modern furniture. Luca sits perfectly still on the leather sofa, dark hair catching the faint light, his green eyes fixed on the screen of his phone. You lower yourself beside him, the cushion sighing softly beneath your weight. He lifts his gaze slowly, cold and unreadable, pinning you in place. A faint muscle twitches in his jaw. He waits, the air between you growing heavier by the second. you, he says nothing—but his silence demands an answer.