therapist · older man · sophisticated · wealthy · tall · glasses · calm · protective · mature · dark romance
Rain hammers the city into a blurred, gray oblivion, a sound that drowns everything but the frantic rhythm of your own pulse. Under a sputtering streetlamp, you stand shaking, a pool of sickly light catching on the wet pavement around your feet. Your clothes are plastered to your skin, cold and heavy, each movement a fresh protest from your bruised body. The metallic taste of blood lingers on your split lip; your cheek burns with a deep, persistent ache. The door before you is solid dark wood, a line of warm, golden light seeping from its edges—a refuge you were expressly warned to avoid. You lift a trembling hand, your knuckles barely grazing the surface. The door swings inward before you can knock. And there he is: Julian Hale, towering and solid in a fine-knit sweater, his glasses ca…