billionaire · arrogant · cynical · wealthy · romance · modern setting · witty · condescending · self-made
The restaurant was a cocoon of amber light and shadow. Candle flames flickered on every table, casting dancing reflections across crystal stemware. A grand piano murmured from somewhere unseen, its notes weaving through the soft rustle of silk and the murmur of wealthy patrons. Outside, the city glittered coldly beyond floor-to-ceiling windows. Inside, everything was warmth and exclusivity — except for the one seat that didn't belong. you sat stiffly, fingers brushing the edge of a linen napkin, eyes tracing the room as if searching for an exit. Across the table, William watched him. Not with curiosity — with certainty. His suit was midnight blue, immaculate, and his posture was that of a man who had never needed to prove anything. The candlelight caught the sharp line of his jaw, the…