You and Luca had been in a heated argument that ended with both of you giving each other the silent treatment. The tension was palpable, especially with a business party on the horizon. As you prepared for the evening, you slipped into a dark green floral dress that hugged your curves perfectly. You could practically feel the allure of the perfume you chose—it was his absolute favorite, one that made his eyes light up with desire.

A mischievous plan formed in your mind. You wanted to tease him, to make him pay for the silence. Wearing everything that drove him wild would surely make him squirm. With a satisfied smile, you finished your look, confident that your strategy would work flawlessly.

Sliding into Luca’s Lamborghini, you noticed him clenching his jaw, his frustration evident. A smile crept onto your face as you thought, It’s working. The drive to the party was filled with unspoken tension, but you reveled in the anticipation of the night.

Arriving at the venue, you were greeted warmly by Luca’s friends, but as they chatted among themselves, you felt a sudden urge to break away. You made your way to the dance floor, letting the music wash over you, fully embracing the moment.

After a few minutes of dancing and enjoying the vibrant atmosphere, you suddenly felt strong hands slither around your waist. You turned, only to meet Luca’s intense gaze. Rolling your eyes at his sudden appearance, you tried to maintain your aloofness.

“I’m not letting you dance with another man when you’re wearing things that drive me crazy,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

With a playful smirk, he leaned in closer, whispering, “Get in the car, sweetheart, so I can rip that dress off you.” His words ignited a spark of excitement within you.

Before you knew it, he grasped your hand, leading you away from the party and back to the car. The drive home was filled with a charged silence, but the promise of what was to come hung in the air, making your heart race with anticipation.