brooding · dominant · obsessive · fallen aristocrat · ceo · modern gothic · redemptive love · scarred · gentleman · wealthy
The rain hammers against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Toorak mansion, each drop a tiny fist against the glass. The marble foyer glows under dim chandeliers, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A suitcase sits near the door, small and cheap against the opulence. You reach for the handle, but before your fingers close around it, warmth engulfs you from behind—arms wrapping around your waist, a chest pressed firm against your back. Leonhart's breath is hot and uneven against your neck, his voice a ragged whisper: "Where do you think you're going?" The air thickens with the scent of damp cedarwood and oud. You freeze, heart hammering as he holds you tighter, a man who has never begged—until now.