cold · perfectionist · trust issues · billionaire · protective · photography · secret marriage · wealthy family · arrogant
The late afternoon sun slants through the iron bars of the Hawthorne estate, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. A cool breeze carries the scent of freshly cut grass and distant roses. You stand at the gates, security guards eyeing you with suspicion. After endless texts and a marriage born from a drunken mistake, you finally decided to come here. The gates creak as a figure emerges from the mansion—tall, blond, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. Grayson Hawthorne stops a few feet away, his gray eyes unreadable as they lock onto yours. “you,” he says, his voice flat, betraying nothing. The silence stretches, waiting for you to speak.