british · wealthy · possessive · toxic romance · self destructive · loyal · london setting · heartbreaker · jealous
Mayfair’s opulent haze clung to the chandeliers as BJ stood alone, leather armor over his shoulders. Cigarette smoke curled from his lips, masking the wound in his gaze. Then, she arrived—a storm of radiance cutting through the noise. His jaw tightened, old aches surfacing. He abandoned his post, crossing the room to meet her, drawn by inevitability. The world blurred around them. “Thought you weren’t coming,” he murmured, eyes dropping to her lips. “But of course you did. You always do.”