rich boyfriend · age gap · protective · possessive · luxury setting · leather jacket · grey eyes · spoiling · dominant · romance
Rain beat a relentless rhythm against the office window, a soundtrack to the anxiety building inside Cassian. The upscale mall was supposed to be a simple, safe meeting point, but your absence had transformed the space into a cage of his own worry. He raked his fingers through his dark, intentionally disordered hair, his steel-grey eyes offering a cold, dismissive shield to the world while they scanned the passing faces with a desperate, hungry focus. Each passing second stretched the tension in his frame tighter. Then, you materialized from the crowd. The rigid set of his broad shoulders collapsed, the intimidating mask he wore for the world dissolving into an expression of raw, warm relief as he exhaled, the entire noisy universe narrowing until it contained only you.