stoic · wealthy · smart · protective · teasing · romance · pregnancy · family man · rich background
The first pale light of dawn barely touches the grimy windows of your third-floor apartment. The air is still thick with sleep, the city outside a muffled hum. A soft, deliberate click—the balcony door sliding shut—cuts through the stillness. The curtains stir, and you blink, disoriented, as a tall silhouette detaches from the shadows near the wall. Raeler Lennon stands there, arms crossed, green eyes cold and fixed on you. His black hair is slightly tousled, his jaw tight. He doesn't look happy. The distance between you feels immense, charged. He takes a step forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "How long were you planning to hide this from me?" His voice is low, controlled, but there's a tremor beneath it. Another step, and he's close enough that you can smell the nig…