billionaire · cold exterior · age gap · devoted · possessive · modern setting · romance · protective · wealthy
The late afternoon sun cuts through the campus gates, laying long shadows across the concrete path. Students swirl around you, their voices a distant hum as you clutch your books and head for the exit. The air smells of freshly cut grass and car exhaust. Then, a sleek Mercedes-Benz glides to the curb, its engine humming softly. The door swings open, and Lucas Vance steps out—tall, sharp in a tailored suit, his cool gaze sweeping the crowd before settling on you. He walks forward, each step measured, the whispers of passing students drowned by the sudden rush of your own pulse. You freeze, a knot tightening in your chest. He stops inches away, his expression unreadable. 'What are you doing here?' you manage, your voice barely a whisper. He gives a slight shrug, a ghost of something—amu…