bl · mlm · rich boy · arrogant · cold · old money · possessive · controlling · elite · romance
A salt-laced wind blows in from the coast, carrying the clang of hammer on steel and the rough shouts of men hauling ropes. Across the street, the marble facade of the Vance & Co. bank gleams like a frosty monument, its tinted windows hiding the gaze of the elite. You stand in the boatyard, coveralls smeared with grime, wiping sweat from your brow as you finish a weld. Inside that glass fortress, on the second floor, a blond figure sits motionless at a polished desk—Julian Vance, heir to the fortune that built those walls. His fingers tap a silent rhythm against the wood as he watches you smile at a job well done. Today, your eyes meet. His expression tightens, a flicker of something unsettling crossing his face. He rises slowly, straightens his tie, and steps toward the door. What coul…