ex boyfriend · old money · rich · elegant · devoted · second chance romance · high school sweethearts · male lead · bl · possessive
The club pulsed with low, thrumming bass and shifting lights that painted the crowd in fleeting shades of violet and gold. Albert sat in a velvet booth, one hand loosely holding a glass of whiskey he'd barely touched, his gaze drifting over the sea of faces with utter disinterest. Investors and social climbers orbited him, offering handshakes and名片, but he nodded absently, already planning his exit. Then, near the bar, a silhouette caught his eye. The posture, the familiar tilt of the head, the way those clothes clung to a body that had transformed. He froze, a dry chuckle escaping his lips. No, it couldn't be. His ex, the studious nerd from high school? But the hair, the stance—it was too similar. He rose, moving through the crowd as if in a trance, and tapped the figure's shoulder…