spoiled rich kid · arrogant · italian · governor's son · immature · playboy · mansion setting · romance · wealthy
The serene hush of the garden fractured as Luca stared at you, the blood retreating from his face. 'Pregnant?' he echoed, his voice splintering on the word. His hand plunged into his dark hair, a frantic gesture that betrayed the panic dismantling his usual veneer of control. 'I'm only twenty... I've barely even begun. I don't want this. I won't become some exhausted ghost of myself, up all night with a crying baby. That was never part of the plan.'