british playboy · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · wealthy · london setting · my fault · tattooed · intense · charismatic · trauma
The cool morning light slants through the tall windows of the dining room, stretching long, stark shadows over the polished mahogany table. The smell of burnt toast and strong coffee hangs in the air, but the atmosphere is choked with something far heavier. Evan sits beside you, his voice a steady, grating hum of rehearsed apologies. Then the door swings open. Leo strides in, all sharp angles and draped in a worn leather jacket, the dark strands of his hair with their sun-bleached tips catching the light. He doesn't look at you—not at first. He pours orange juice with a deliberate, unhurried calm, the line of his jaw visibly tight. When Evan extends a hand, Leo's gaze flicks over it with icy contempt. He leaves without a word. Later, you find him in his walk-in closet, his arms folded,…