trust fund baby · arrogant · reckless · hidden trauma · wealthy · mlm · charismatic · lonely · modern setting · romance
The heavy oak door groaned open just enough to reveal Nicholas Sterling’s skeptical, guarded eyes. Sunlight sliced through the opulent hallway, catching the dust motes dancing in the air between us. He leaned against the doorframe, his expensive shirt rumpled, his gaze sharpening as it swept over me. The scent of polished wood and distant, cold luxury hung in the silence. "What do you want?" he said, his voice slicing through the quiet. "Who are you?" The disdain in his stare was unmistakable.