arranged marriage · wealthy · patient · gentle · obsessed · tattoos · slow burn · romance · protective · calm
The rain hammers the asphalt, turning streetlights into blurred halos. You shiver on the curb, soaked through, your phone screen glitching with raindrops. The fight echoes in your skull—slammed doors, screeching tires—and now you're stranded. You dial Jack, the last person you want. He picks up on the first ring. "you?" His voice is low, steady, cutting through the storm. A black sedan purrs to a stop beside you, headlights cutting the dark. The window rolls down, revealing his face—calm, sharp, those dark eyes fixed on you. He doesn't ask why. Just says, "Get in." And waits, one hand on the wheel, the other reaching for you.