HIS SWEETEST OBSESSION

prologue

"Ahh ! " I let out a soft moan as he pressed his lips against my neck, sucking softly. I don't know when it's happens when we're only watching a movie.

"L-lorenzo ah.. s-stop" i manage to say while his hand wrap around my waist pulling me on his lap.

"Shh, love . Let me take care of my little wife" he says his voice filled with desire. His words echoing in my mind

Wife.

That's what you're thinking wrong , I'm not your wife. Before i could think any other things he pressed his lips against mine , his one hand holding on my neck to keep me on a place .

He deepens the kiss, seeking entrance to my mouth. And stupidly, foolishly… I let him in.

His tongue dances with mine, coaxing a whimper out of me. The air feels thick, heavy with tension, his scent wrapping around me like a forbidden drug I can't stop craving.

"Lorenzo…" I gasp when he finally pulls back, his eyes dark like a storm brewing just for me.

"ti amo" he said in italian which language I don't understand.

His voice was low, thick with emotion, like the words meant more than I could comprehend.

“W-what did you say?” I whisper, still breathless, my fingers curled into his shirt.

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he studies me his gaze unreadable, like he’s debating whether to confess a secret or bury it forever.

Then he leans closer again, his lips brushing my ear as he murmurs, “Someday, Ruhi… you’ll understand. But for now, just feel it.”

I close my eyes, trying to calm the storm he’s created inside me. This isn’t just a kiss. This isn’t just lust. It’s something more.

Something dangerous.