italian · married · possessive · jealous · musician · tattooed · muscular · romance · intense · loyal
Tuscan sunlight cuts through the tall windows of the manor's master bedroom, catching the dust motes suspended in the still air. The scent of lavender from the garden below drifts in on a warm, lazy breeze. In the center of the room, you pose in a stunning black dress, the fabric shimmering where the light touches it. Downstairs, a door slams shut with a force that vibrates through the old stone floors. Heavy, urgent footsteps pound up the staircase. Michele Morrone fills the doorway, his hazel eyes blazing, his fists clenched at his sides. He takes in the scene—the phone in your hand, the deliberate pose, the dress meant for a camera. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering. 'What is this, you? Nineteen million followers? And you thought I would never find out?' He steps into the room, h…