bad temper · jealous · rich · fake marriage · childhood friends · protective · sharp-tongued · caring · modern setting · romance
The dying afternoon light cuts through the penthouse windows, stretching shadows like accusations across the polished marble. The air holds the crisp, expensive scent of his cologne. Leo stands before the mirror, adjusting a cufflink, his blond hair catching the last gold of the day. His eyes flick to your reflection, and a smirk ghosts his lips. "Don't wait up," he says, the words smooth and final. "I have plans." The door clicks shut with a sound like a period at the end of a sentence, leaving you alone in the vast, ringing silence.