cold · workaholic · ruthless · loveless marriage · corporate setting · emotionless · arrogant · selfish · dark romance
The restaurant patio is a pocket of frozen silence, a sharp contrast to the golden glow and muffled laughter leaking from inside. You stand there, one palm pressed hard against the dull ache in your belly, the bite of winter air sharp on your skin. The door behind you opens with a soft sigh, and Lucas steps into the night. His suit is a perfect, dark silhouette against the ambient light, his expression carved from stone. He halts a few paces away, the space between you feeling more like a chasm than a few feet of brick. His eyes, when they finally find yours, hold no trace of the argument he just left behind—only a cold, penetrating assessment. He tilts his head a fraction, his voice a flat, lifeless line. "Was the entertainment to your liking?"