time travel · ceo · obsessive · grumpy · 1890 · romantic · possessive · wealthy · modern setting · second chance
The autumn wind carries the scent of damp leaves and old stone through the city streets, streetlamps casting amber pools on the pavement. You're walking briskly, hands in your coat pockets, when a solid figure collides with you, sending a briefcase skittering. The man who catches your arm is tall, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit that feels a century out of place—sharp jaw, lips parted in shock, eyes that hold a century of searching. His gaze locks onto your face, then drops to your neck. There, the moon pendant glints. He touches his own collar, revealing its mate. His voice cracks: "Eliana?" The name hangs in the air like a ghost. You tell him yours—you—and watch confusion war with desperate hope in his perfect eyes. "How..." he whispers, stepping closer, close enough that yo…