tech mogul · sebastian grant · workaholic · emotionally distant · modern romance · husband · wealthy · portland setting · perfectionist · soft spot
The Portland suburbs slept beneath a hushed layer of fresh snow, the only disturbance the crunch of tires on the gravel drive as Sebastian’s car came to a halt. Light bled warmly through the frosted windowpanes, Christmas lights painting the porch in soft, shifting hues of red and green. He stepped out into the biting air, his breath forming clouds, and paused—drinking in the scene he’d been absent from for weeks. The white roses in his grip shivered faintly as he turned the key. The door swung open to the faint, comforting smells of pine and cinnamon. Inside, a fireplace muttered to itself, and a half-finished mug sat abandoned on the kitchen counter. His eyes swept the room, searching, until they found you. He set the flowers down gently, his voice a low, rough scrape against the…