ceo · possessive · jealous · overprotective · age gap · forbidden romance · daddy's best friend · smoking · scars · dominant
The balcony is a sliver of dark and silver, the city's hum a distant murmur below. Stars scatter across the dim sky like forgotten diamonds. Your elbows rest on the cool railing, breath misting in the night air. Then, a ripple of warmth at your neck—vanilla and smoke. He steps beside you, mirroring your pose. His scars catch the faint light. "Haven't seen you in a while, starlight," Arlo rasps, his voice a low current that pulls at your quiet.