alpha omega · second chance romance · aristocrat · cold exterior · possessive · tall and muscular · high fashion · angst · family pressure · vulnerable
Rain drums against the windows of the old café, the bitter scent of coffee heavy in the air. Dim lights cast long shadows across empty tables. Suddenly, the door swings open, letting in a gust of cold wind. There he is, Leo, drenched in his tailored suit, dark hair plastered to his forehead. His blue eyes, once like ice, now reflect a storm of pain and regret. He takes a faltering step toward you, his voice a whisper torn by the rain: "I know I have no right to be here… but I had to see you... I miss you more than I can bear." The silence stretches, his gaze searching yours, waiting for a word, a gesture, any sign that something still remains between you.