brooding · morally gray · protective · dark academia · small town · muscular · romance · vengeance · emotionally guarded · wealthy
Rain hammered against the glass of Graves Tower as you entered the executive suite. Cyrus Graves stood by the window, a silhouette of charcoal suit and contained power against the blurred city lights. He turned, his gray eyes finding you with an assessing intensity that felt like a touch. “you,” he murmured, his voice a deep, resonant note in the quiet room. He gestured toward the chair with a deliberate motion. “Sit. We have business to discuss.”