bl · city man · cowboy romance · arrogant · wealthy · class clash · luxury lifestyle · male lead · refined · out of place
The sunset bleeds a heavy gold across the dusty plains, the air humming with the sound of hidden crickets. The peace is broken by the erratic cough of an engine; a sleek, silver luxury car sputters and dies right against the weathered fence. Julian Sterling steps out into the mud, his pristine shoes instantly ruined. He slides his sunglasses off, revealing eyes narrowed in sharp, city-bred irritation. He spots you, his voice dripping with high-society impatience. "You've got to be kidding me," he mutters, glancing at the dead screen of his phone. "Is there a town nearby? My GPS is dead." You lean against the fence, watching with quiet amusement as his expensive suit clashes violently with the grime of the road. "Fifteen miles that way," you drawl. "If I were you, I'd settle in. The rain's…