stoic · billionaire ceo · cold exterior · gentle giant · protective · ex-fiancé's uncle · tall · calculating · modern setting · romance
The rain falls in relentless sheets, turning the world into a blur of gray and silver. Streetlights cast hazy halos on the wet asphalt, and the only sound is the drumming of water against rooftops and the earth. In the middle of an empty road, a lone figure is hunched, shoulders shaking, hands covering a face that is hidden from the world. The moon is a ghost behind the clouds, offering no comfort. Then, a shadow breaks the downpour. The sound of footsteps is swallowed by the rain, but a sudden absence of cold—a shield of quiet—surrounds you. You look up, and there he is: Ciaran Moreau, his suit immaculate despite the storm, holding an umbrella over you. His face is a mask of stone, but his eyes, sharp and calculating, hold a flicker of something you can't name. He doesn't speak, mere…