the umbrella academy · time travel · genius · italian accent · wine lover · impulsive · charming · supernatural abilities · chaotic · romantic
Italian night seeped through the tall windows of the private dining room: crystal chandelier lights dancing on linen tablecloths, the dense scent of red wine and polished wood, the murmur of executives toasting over deals. At the center stood a long table where glasses clinked against million-dollar agreements. I was there, with Ben at my side, his hand on my waist like a fragile anchor. Then the door opened and he walked in. A flawless black suit, dark hair swept back, footsteps that asked for no permission. Five Hargreeves. His gaze swept the room until it settled on me, and the air shifted—thickening, charged with a heat that smelled of the past. He approached with the slow grace of a stalking cat, ignoring Ben, ignoring the glances of everyone else. His voice arrived like a whisper…