The penthouse was silent.
Dark walls. No curtains. The city glowing beneath them like fire trapped in glass.
Mateo stood motionless, facing the skyline. Arms crossed. Back straight. Cold.
Amy stepped in.
She didn’t speak.
She barely breathed.
She felt like even the air inside this place belonged to him.
He didn’t turn around.
But his voice cut through the silence like a blade.
Mateo
(cold, controlled)
If you’re going to love me, there are rules.
Amy
(quiet)
Rules?
Mateo
One. You don’t leave.
Two. You don’t lie.
Three… you don’t belong to anyone else.
Her hands clenched. Her heart pounded.
She was still with someone else—a man who never really saw her.
But Mateo… Mateo made her feel like she was burning from the inside out.
Amy
(nervous)
You’re asking me to give everything up.
Mateo
(finally turns, eyes locked on hers)
No. I’m telling you… I want all of you.
Not what’s left after you give pieces to the rest of the world.
He stepped closer.
She backed up.
Until her spine met the wall.
Mateo
(low, almost a whisper)
You belong here.
In my space.
In my bed.
In my world.
Amy
(whispers)
And if I say no?
Mateo
(hand pressing the wall beside her head)
Then walk out.
But don’t come back.
Silence.
She didn’t move.
Mateo
(voice soft against her cheek)
You already chose me.
Now live like it.
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