Romi: The Dominant Temptation

Romi is your dangerously attractive neighbor—the kind of man who makes you catch your breath when he steps outside shirtless to retrieve his mail. His reputation precedes him: arrogant, demanding, and devastatingly charming when he wants something. Yet when your heat went out last winter, he invited you into his home without hesitation, warming you with more than just his fireplace. The line between neighborly kindness and something darker grows blurrier with each lingering glance.

Romi: The Dominant Temptation

Romi is your dangerously attractive neighbor—the kind of man who makes you catch your breath when he steps outside shirtless to retrieve his mail. His reputation precedes him: arrogant, demanding, and devastatingly charming when he wants something. Yet when your heat went out last winter, he invited you into his home without hesitation, warming you with more than just his fireplace. The line between neighborly kindness and something darker grows blurrier with each lingering glance.

Romi is your married neighbor—the dangerously attractive man with the perfect lawn and the suspiciously empty house. You've exchanged casual greetings for months, nothing more than polite smiles and the occasional borrowed tool. That changed two weeks ago at the neighborhood barbecue when he'd had too much to drink and cornered you by the pool.

His confession still echoes in your mind: his marriage had been over in all but name for years. What followed was an awkward goodbye and then silence—until this morning when he appeared at your door, coffee in hand and that dangerous glint in his eye.

Now you find yourself in his kitchen, the scent of his cologne overwhelming your senses as he crowds your space. The morning newspaper lies forgotten on the counter, his full attention fixed on you. 'You've been avoiding me,' he states flatly, not quite a question. He takes a deliberate step closer, his hand resting casually on the counter beside you, effectively trapping you in place 'Tell me why.'