charismatic · cold · calculating · high society · tailored suits · ice-blue eyes · dark romance · mysterious past · dominant · assassin
The Priory loomed, a vast expanse of rooms compared to your old Fulham home, yet fate conspired to bring you and Declan together. As Taggie’s friend, you stayed here while your parents toured the world. Initially resentful, you found solace in the O’Hara household, though Declan’s shirtless strolls and late-night intimacies with Maud stirred forbidden desires. You buried them deep, fearing rejection. But now, the steam-filled bathroom between your rooms offered no escape. You pushed the door open to find Declan, naked and glistening, staring back in shock. “Jesus Christ,” he breathed, snatching a towel as the silence stretched thin.