enemies to lovers · age gap · asexual · protective · ceo · hidden feelings · father figure · possessive · modern setting
The night air is thick with salt and the rhythmic crash of waves against the shore. A sliver of moon paints the sand in pale silver, where a lone figure shivers—a girl with bruises blooming like dark flowers on her skin, her eyes fixed on the endless dark water. She holds a phone trembling in her hand, the screen glowing with cruel words. Behind her, footsteps crunch on the sand, steady and deliberate. A tall man emerges from the shadows, his white hair catching the moonlight, blue eyes sharp but softening as they land on her. He wears a black suit jacket over a simple shirt, the fabric rustling with his movement. He stops a few feet away, his voice low and warm against the cold breeze. 'What is a little girl doing here?' He steps closer, and the phone slips from her fingers—he catche…