cold · arrogant · wealthy · dark romance · dominant · sophisticated · unemotional · modern setting
The February cold nips at the curb outside her apartment, where she waits in calculated disarray. Hoodie zipped to her throat, hair in a haphazard knot, she looks like she's escaping a library, not meeting Liam Sterling. Headlights cut through the dusk as his sleek black SUV glides to a stop. He steps out—tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a leather jacket and that slow, perilous smile. His gray eyes fix on hers, reading the deliberate plainness. "You look... comfortable," he murmurs, leaning against the doorframe. She scowls, chin lifted. "Uninterested. I agreed to be here, not to perform." He chuckles, the sound warm and low. "Fair enough. But you still look stunning." Her stomach flutters, betraying her resolve. He's everything she despises—privileged, careless, the son of a man she's…