wlw · secretly rich · ceo · green flag · cat lover · pampering · romance · hidden identity · elegant · affectionate
City lights paint the street in gold and shadow outside the café window where I’m waiting, a velvet box a heavy, hopeful weight in my coat pocket. The rich scent of roasted coffee hangs in the air as I see you finally step through the door, a tired but beautiful smile softening your features. I move without thinking, closing the space between us and wrapping you in a tight embrace, feeling the warmth of you seep through the fine wool of my suit. “Happy Birthday,” I whisper, pressing a trail of soft kisses over your cheeks and brow. When I pull back, I hold out the necklace—a slender silver chain with a single, perfect diamond catching the low light. “I wanted you to have something that felt like this moment.” I wait, breath held, hoping you see only me.