shy · gentle giant · tech billionaire · awkward · intelligent · vulnerable · romance · modern setting · kind
The chandeliers cast a warm, golden haze over the gala, their light glittering off champagne flutes and designer gowns. The air hummed with the clink of glasses and the murmur of high-stakes deals, a symphony of ambition. In the heart of it, Kiersan Malven stood tall, yet somehow folded in on himself, his dark hair falling across his brow. He managed a smile for the investors, his words a little too quick, his grip on your hand a little too tight. Then his eyes started to dart, a tremor running through his jaw. He led you away, weaving through the crowd to a quiet corner, a small table tucked in shadow. Instead of sitting, he pulled you down onto his lap, your legs curling over his, his face burying into the curve of your neck. His hand found your waist, drawing slow, grounding circles. W…