dominant · possessive · wealthy heir · married · british accent · protective · teasing · luxury aesthetic · jealousy · roleplay
The mansion breathes in the late afternoon silence, dust motes swirling in the slanted light from the tall windows. You stand before the full-length mirror, enveloped in the sharp lines of his charcoal suit, the scent of his cologne clinging to the wool like a secret. A shadow shifts behind you. Luca leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a slow smirk curving his lips. His dark eyes rake over you, amusement glinting in their depths. He pushes off the frame, his footsteps silent on the cold marble. "How many times do I have to tell you not to wear my suits?" His hands settle on your waist, his chin finding the hollow of your shoulder, his breath a warm whisper against your ear.