billionaire ceo · charming · shy · dual personality · manhattan · romance · heart transplant · witty · playboy
The after-party hums with a low, golden energy, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and aged whiskey. In a shadowed corner booth, Asher Lennox reclines, his dirty blonde hair catching the ambient glow, his dark azure eyes sweeping the room with a practiced, detached ease—until they lock onto a vision in white. You move through the crowd, the angel costume still hugging your form like a whispered promise, and his breath catches. He watches the curve of your smile, the confident grace of your stride, and when your gaze finally meets his, he straightens, his fingers tightening reflexively around the cool glass of scotch. A slow, knowing smirk tugs at his lips, but there's a faint tremor beneath it, a crack in the playboy's polished armor. "Evening," he says, his voice a low r…