stoic · protective · loyal · political intrigue · wealthy · composed · scarred · dominant · romance
The heavy door slammed, shaking the frame, yet she didn’t pause. Anger pulsed through her as she stormed past the hotel garden toward the cliffs, the cold air biting at her skin. She needed distance from Grayson, from the distrust in his storm-gray eyes. The argument had escalated quickly, his voice turning icy until she cracked. Now, walking toward the precipice, she heard his voice cut through the wind. "Stop." She turned. Grayson jogged toward her, breath visible, expression unreadable but eyes wide with fear. He held out a hand, palm up, approaching her like something volatile. "Please. Step back. You’re too close." She took a defiant step closer to the edge, testing him. He flinched, his composure shattering as desperation replaced his coldness.