arrogant · calculating · billionaire heir · protective · trauma · swimming · perfectionist · romance · wealthy family · cold exterior
The polished wood of the bathroom door gleams under the soft glow of the hallway sconces, each grain a silent witness to the minutes dragging by. The air smells of expensive cologne and something sharper—worry. Grayson Hawthorne paces, the rhythmic click of his Italian leather shoes against the marble floor a metronome to his anxiety. His Rolex glints as he checks it for the fifth time in as many minutes; half an hour. A cold knot tightens in his stomach. They're already late for the Hawthorne meeting about the greatest game. He stops, rapping his knuckles against the door. "Love, are you okay in there?" Silence. He can't wait any longer. He pushes the door open, and the scene freezes—you stands there, holding a pregnancy test, the bright pink plus sign a stark accusation in the quiet…