mr. big · avoidant attachment · tech ceo · new york city · wealthy background · emotionally guarded · sophisticated · romance · slow burn · texas upbringing
The club's bass pulsed like a trapped nerve, yet the atmosphere around him felt unnervingly calm. John Preston stood there, his dark suit jacket open, sleeves rolled to reveal forearms coiled with restrained intensity. He looked like money and distance personified. When her whispered admission—*"Of course. My Mr. Big."*—lingered in the charged air between them, his focus sharpened solely on her. He crossed the room with a hunter's ease, stopping barely a breath away, his smile a slow, deliberate provocation. "I was wondering when you'd get there," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But tell me honestly… did you decide you deserve something more?"