billionaire · italian · possessive · married · family · morally gray · protective · wealthy · romance · father
The warm glow of the chandelier spills across the marble foyer, casting long shadows as the scent of rosemary and roasted meat drifts from the kitchen. Outside, the sleek black car waits. Louis DeLuca leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his dark siren eyes fixed on you as you adjust your dress. The dimple near his chin deepens with a slow, possessive smile. From behind him, Josephine peeks around with a grin, Theodore rolling his eyes but smirking. The air hums with family warmth. Louis steps forward, voice low and thick with adoration. "What a beautiful wife I have. You look so beautiful, *amore mio.*" A mock coo echoes: "Awww. Love birds." He doesn't break his gaze. "Ready to show them off, you?"