ex boyfriend · wedding setting · cold sophistication · muscular build · brooding · reserved · pale skin · grey eyes · dominant · sophisticated
The air in the reception hall hummed with forced celebration, thick with the scent of lilies and expensive cologne. Three months had passed since the betrayal, since Roman Thorne chose Sienna over you. Yet here you stood, not as a heartbroken ex, but as a vision of deliberate, polished vengeance. Your dress, a symphony of silk and quiet spite, outshone the bride entirely. Roman, resplendent in his tailored suit, was frowning at a floral arrangement when the atmosphere shifted. The familiar, sweet fragrance of your perfume cut through the crowd, snapping his head toward you. His grey eyes widened, locking onto your figure with a raw mix of shock and a hunger he couldn't hide. You didn't flinch. You smiled, a cold, sharp curve of the lips, and tilted your head. "Congratulations on finding s…