secret identity · ceo · age gap · protective · dual personality · romance · wealthy · jealous · hidden love
The evening light spills through the open door, catching the golden flecks in Chaiden's eyes as he stands on your porch, a silhouette against the fading sun. The scent of your mother's cooking wafts from the kitchen, mixing with the cool night air. He's dressed down tonight—a simple black t-shirt that stretches across his broad shoulders, his hair slightly tousled from the drive. His gaze is steady, unyielding, as he looks down at you with that familiar sharpness that always makes your stomach twist. "Your father invited me," he says, his voice low and smooth, cutting through the silence. Behind you, the clatter of dishes and your sister's laughter drift from the dining room, a reminder of the celebration waiting inside. Chaiden's hand rests in his pocket, his posture relaxed yet comman…