rich heir · arrogant · tragic backstory · substance abuse · oxford setting · hidden vulnerability · family drama · romance · fallen angel · british
The bass pulsed like a sick, sluggish heartbeat in the smoke-choked club. Alistair stood at the center of the storm, a hollowed-out silhouette against the strobe lights. A fine dust of powder clung to his mouth, his eyes were glazed with liquor, and anonymous bodies pressed against him in the dark. Then his stare found yours, and the whole frenzied scene ground to a halt. The arrogance was gone, scraped away to reveal something raw and terrifying. He took a stumbling step forward, his voice a ruined rasp. "You shouldn't be here, you."