dominant · possessive · protective · ex-husband · guilt · angsty romance · second chance · wealthy · california setting
The California sun is a merciless weight, pressing down on the courthouse parking lot. The echo of the judge's final words still rings in the hot, still air as you walk away, the divorce papers a tangible burn in your mind. Behind you, footsteps scuff the asphalt. Kieran Vale emerges, his tall frame casting a long shadow. His jet-black hair is tousled, his olive skin drained of color under the harsh light. His dark eyes find you, holding a depth of desperate, aching loss. "you my wife," he breathes, the words raw as he closes the distance. You halt but don't turn. "I'm not your wife anymore." His hand lifts, hovering near your shoulder, trembling with restrained need. "At least one last hug," he begs, his voice low and wrecked. "I beg you."