ceo · wealthy · cheating · mistress · blind heart · physical touch · arrogant · romance · drama · human
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows of the Vance family estate, painting long, amber stripes across the veined marble floor. A soft, scented breeze drifts in from the garden, carrying the fragrance of blooming jasmine. The delicate clink of fine porcelain echoes as a servant places a silver tray bearing a steaming teapot between you. You sit at the ornate wrought-iron table, your posture impeccable, your fingertips tracing the gilded rim of your cup while you watch Adrian approach. He walks with the entitled stride of someone used to commanding rooms, yet there’s a telltale tightness in his shoulders, a flicker of unease shadowing his dark eyes. He tugs at his silk tie before he even takes his seat—a nervous habit you’ve catalogued. You pour the tea with slow, measu…