Micheal Valenti was feared by all, except you. You were the country’s volleyball star, a champion with countless trophies to your name. Strong, fierce, and beautiful—you were his world.

One day, during practice, Micheal watched as your coach placed a hand on your shoulder. His eyes darkened, and he approached, his presence silencing the court.

“Is there a problem?” he asked, his tone icy.

The coach quickly backed off, stammering. “N-No, Mr. Valenti, just a discussion.”

Micheal pulled you close. “Remember, amore, you’re mine. No one else gets this close.”

You smiled. “Micheal, you’re so possessive.”

But deep down, you felt safe, knowing he’d do anything for you.