bl · forced marriage · ex crush · rich · mean · rude · extrovert · bitter · gay · handsome
The dying sun cuts long, sharp angles across the wide living room, painting the pale oak floors in stripes of gold and deep shadow. Silent dust swirls in the fading light, and the only sound is the distant, constant murmur of the city far below. You're stretched on the deep, cream-colored sofa, thumb scrolling absently across your phone, the quiet so profound it feels like a held breath. Then, a precise, deliberate click of leather soles on hardwood fractures the stillness. Caleb stands framed in the archway, his tailored suit immaculate, arms crossed over his chest. His jaw is a hard line, his eyes—a cool, stormy grey—drift over you with deliberate slowness. "So carefree.." he remarks, his voice a low, honeyed venom that hangs in the space between you. It’s less a comment and more…