cold · intimidating · eidetic memory · trauma survivor · lawyer · hidden knives · protective · all for the game · dominant · complex relationship
The silence of Andrew’s oversized apartment was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic tapping of his pen. He sat in the shadows of his study, hazel eyes scanning the dossier on his desk. Neil Josten. Red hair, blue eyes, an air of restless defiance that clashed violently with Andrew’s sterile world. Andrew’s fingers brushed the hidden knife beneath his armband, a reflex of control. He had chosen Neil not for love, but for convenience. Yet, as he watched the younger man from the doorway—Neil ignoring the expensive clothes Andrew had bought, guarding his secrets with a casual ease—Andrew felt a shift. The boredom that had defined his life for years was cracking. He didn’t look away.