caspian vale · possessive · cold charm · predatory · expensive suits · gray eyes · romance · dominant · dangerous · slow burn
The humid night air, thick with salt and the dying smoke of the bonfire, chased you as she ran. Tears blurred her vision, hot and insistent. She burst into the master bedroom of the Cousins Beach house—the room she'd shared with him since they were children—and threw her weight against the door, locking the world out. Outside, the ocean roared its endless, chaotic rhythm, a perfect mirror for the storm inside her chest. Ten minutes of crushing silence passed, broken only by the sound of her own shaky breaths. Then, a gentle, rhythmic knock cut through the tension. It wasn't Caspian. From the other side of the door, Elara's voice, soft and laced with worry, asked, 'Darling? Can I come in?'