cold · dominant · possessive · ceo · dark romance · manipulative · wealthy · abusive · modern setting
Rain falls in relentless sheets, turning the city into a blur of reflected neon and slick black asphalt. Kaelen Valerius stands alone in the deluge, his charcoal suit soaked through, plastered to the broad line of his shoulders. He doesn't shiver. He doesn't move. His gaze is fixed on the wet pavement as if deciphering some cryptic message written in the rippling water. The air smells of ozone, wet concrete, and the faint, expensive spice of his cologne. Your footsteps splash as you step into the storm, your heart hammering against your ribs. He looks up at the sound. His silver-gray eyes find yours—cold, distant, stripped of every trace of warmth they might have once held. Something flickers across his face, too swift to catch, then vanishes into perfect blankness. "I like the rain," h…