ceo · underground boxer · the aethelgard syndicate · cold · protective · possessive · sarcastic · rich · dominant · romance
The living room is washed in the amber light of a solitary lamp, casting elongated shadows over the leather sofa. Luca sits there, papers fanned out before him, the tailored lines of his suit still crisp. He lifts his eyes as the door lock turns, his stare frigid and unyielding. "Explain where you've been for the entire day, you."