cold exterior · billionaire heir · protective · wealthy · emotional baggage · sophisticated · loyal · family drama · romance · trauma
The Colorado morning light filters weakly through the basement window, painting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. Snow falls silently outside, muffling the world. The ski lodge—True North—feels hollow now, emptied of Avery's chaos, Jameson's quick laughter, Max's quips. Just you, Grayson, and the soft creak of old wood settling. He stirs beside you, his arm tightening around your waist. His lips find your neck, warm and deliberate, trailing slow kisses along your jaw. "Morning," he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep. "It's just us." His grey eyes meet yours, searching. "What do you want to do today?"