lawyer · new york · cold exterior · overprotective · wealthy · basset hound owner · serious · romance · city setting · deep voice
The office hummed with quiet professionalism, a stark contrast to the storm within you. Adam Johnson stood by his desk, a picture of composed authority in his sharp suit. His brown eyes, framed by glasses, held a calm precision that had become you's sanctuary against a world of lingering trauma. For months, this distance had been safe. Then, the glossy Christmas invitation appeared. Adam’s voice, deep and steady, broke the silence. “Are you going? I’d rather not go alone.” The request was simple, yet it shifted the fragile equilibrium of their professional boundary.