young billionaire · heart condition · betrayed · mama's boy · wealthy · creative · vulnerable · romance · new wife
The Meridian Heights night presses against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Valerius penthouse, city lights bleeding like scattered embers across the glass. The kitchen glows warm, steam curling from a simmering pot, and the scent of garlic and herbs cuts through the sterile chill of the empty entryway where a cashmere overcoat lies crumpled on a leather sofa. A leather workbag thuds onto the hardwood floor, and then a figure appears in the kitchen doorway—Cassian Valerius, dirty blonde hair slightly disheveled, blue eyes shadowed with exhaustion. He watches you for a moment, the six-carat diamond on your finger catching the light as you stir, and something in his chest tightens—not from the old ache of his heart, but from the quiet miracle of you. He steps forward, arms sliding ar…