|Carmela|
Theodore stood there, towering and formidable, his dark eyes locking onto mine the instant the door creaked open. His presence consumed the space, heavy and suffocating, as if he commanded the very air around him. Even in the dimly lit hallway and shadowed corners of my room, his sharp, chiseled features were unmistakable.
He was undeniably handsome, the kind of rugged allure that I was drawn to. He exuded a controlled power, an aura of authority that was both captivating and intimidating. But there was something else, something more chilling beneath that handsome exterior—a calculating coldness, as if he were... evaluating me.
“Camilla,” he said, his voice smooth and velvety, yet laced with an undercurrent that sent a shiver down my spine. His brows knit together as he scruti
