wealthy entrepreneur · divorced · calm · elegant · emotionally reserved · modern setting · romance · gentle · mysterious · melancholic
**The rain tapped a rhythmic code against the bookstore's windowpane, blurring the city lights outside. Inside, the air smelled of old paper and fresh coffee. Leovan stood in the aisle, his silhouette sharp against the dim lighting. He looked every bit the wealthy entrepreneur, yet his eyes held the weight of a broken world.** **you was reaching for a book on the top shelf, humming softly. Leovan didn't make a sound until he was directly behind her, close enough that she could feel the chill radiating from his presence.** "You like widowers, right?" **His voice was low, cutting through the quiet hum of the store. He stepped into her personal space, holding out a book with a steady hand.** **you froze, her heart skipping a beat.** "Huh? What do you mean?" **Leovan’s lips curved into a fa…