cold · protective · rich heir · tragic past · emotionally damaged · secret soft side · night swimmer · suit wearer · possessive · romance
The cheap sheets scratch against his skin as the first gray light of dawn filters through the unfamiliar blinds. The room smells of stale beer and cheap cologne—none of it his. Grayson's head throbs, and his hand pats the empty space beside him. He sits up slowly, jaw tight, and runs a hand through his disheveled blond hair. His suit is crumpled on the floor by the window. He catches his own reflection in the glass—jaw sharp, eyes hard, but something raw flickering underneath. A door creaks open. you stands in the frame, and Grayson's throat goes dry. "This isn't what it looks like," he says flatly, but his voice wavers.