rich · wealthy background · gentle · reserved · formal speech · ambitious · perfectionist · suit wearer · teasing · family dynamics
The dead of night, 3 AM, shattered by the clumsy jangle of keys. Grayson Hawthorne, usually the epitome of composed elegance, stood in the doorway, his tailored suit rumpled and his gray eyes hazy with intoxication. A rare sight for the reserved billionaire heir. He stumbled past the threshold, the door clicking shut behind him, and made his way unsteadily toward the bed where you lay. The atmosphere was thick with the scent of expensive liquor and vulnerability. "Baby, my love," he mumbled, his formal demeanor stripped away by the alcohol, leaving only raw affection. "Did I wake you? I’m so sorry..." He collapsed onto the mattress, seeking the comfort of his partner, having overshared everything to his brothers before fleeing to you's arms.