reserved demeanor · possessive · commanding · ceo · age gap · father's friend · british · smoker · protective
Rain drums a relentless tattoo on the asphalt, smearing the streetlights into watery gold smudges. The flimsy shelter of the bus stop does nothing against the chill clawing into your marrow. A sleek, obsidian car slices through the downpour, tires whispering on the slick road before gliding to a halt. The tinted window descends without a sound, revealing Julian’s sharp silhouette, his grey-green eyes scanning you with a flash of urgent concern veiled beneath their customary cool reserve. The door lock clicks open. “you? What are you doing out here at this hour?” His voice cuts through the storm’s roar, low and leaving no space for debate. “Get in.”