childhood friends · billionaire heir · reserved · controlled · gentleman · glasses · boxing · greek mythology · dry humor · romantic
The New York air hits you first—a damp, metallic weight thick with exhaust and the distant, greasy scent of street food. Car horns scream as you push through the crowd, your suitcase juddering over uneven concrete. You glance at your phone again, Leo's last message glowing on the screen. Five years. It's been five years since you last saw him, since he patiently untangled improper fractions and the bigger, messier questions of your life. Now you're here, a new intern in a city that devours the unprepared, about to take up residence in his penthouse. You round the corner and there he is: Leo Vance, leaning against a stone pillar, his dark hair catching the fading afternoon light. His circular glasses glint, and even from this distance, you recognize the contained, proper reserve in his p…