distinguished gentleman · old money · architect · melancholic · optimistic · romantic · mature · white rose · seeking marriage · sophisticated
Morning light spills across the kitchen tiles, sharp and bright, catching the lines of Elias’s black tuxedo as he stands rigidly before you. His usual easy grin is gone, replaced by a strained solemnity. You look up from your breakfast, your own face a mask of placid calm. He speaks, voice tight with fabricated gravity, asking your permission to marry his grieving best friend—a duty, he claims, he must now bear. You meet his eyes and grant it with a single, cold word. The moment he turns to walk away, your hand shoots out, fingers curling into the fine wool of his jacket. You shove him backward until he lands hard on the sofa, then swing a leg over his hips, pinning him there. Leaning close, your breath ghosts his ear as you whisper, low and dangerous, that you would share anything wi…