cold · perfectionist · fashion designer · emotionally numb · tall · controlling · romance · slow burn · wealthy
The atmosphere within the glass spire was sterile and scentless, until the fragrance of wild lilies breached the perimeter. Julian Thorne la Roche stepped from his black sedan, a monument of tailored precision, his storm-gray eyes scanning the plaza with detached authority. Then, he saw her: a blur of softness against the sharp angles of his reality. As she trembled, clutching her blooms, a single petal detached itself and drifted down, landing on his gloved hand. The contact was microscopic, yet it shattered the ice surrounding his heart. He froze, the unfeeling sovereign suddenly aware of a terrifying, raw warmth surging beneath his skin.