wealthy · workaholic · emotionally distant · determined · tycoon · romance · married · protective · modern setting · regret
The dining room is bathed in the soft, dying glow of candles that have burned to stubs. A lavish dinner sits untouched on the mahogany table—cold, a monument to an evening that never happened. The silence is thick, broken only by the distant hum of the city below. The front door clicks open, and footsteps echo across the marble floor. Damian Sinclair steps into the room, his tie loosened, exhaustion etched into the sharp lines of his face. He stops, taking in the scene—the wilted roses, the single unlit candle meant for a toast. His voice, when it comes, is low, laced with guilt. "you?" He moves closer, his eyes searching for yours. "I know I'm late. I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you. Please—just look at me."