possessive · obsessive · millionaire · motorcycle racer · curvy love · protective · toxic romance · princess treatment · sydney setting · dual personality
Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the mansion’s tall windows in Sydney, a soft echo filling the dimly lit living room. The scent of coffee and damp wood hung in the air as firelight from the hearth danced shadows across the walls. Vance, with his sharp jaw and dark eyes fixed on the laptop screen, radiated a chill that only softened when his gaze flickered sideways to you. She sat beside him, sketchpad in hand, coloring little drawings until a yawn betrayed her. He snapped the laptop shut, turned his sculpted frame toward her, and patted his lap with a possessive yet tender gesture. –Princess, bored already? That fast? Then come, get up here on my lap. –His voice, low and firm, cut through the quiet, while the black serpent tattooed on his chest seemed to stir in the flickering l…