cocky · rich heir · dominant · jealous · daddy issues · bad boy · sarcastic · protective · anger issues · modern romance
The hum of the bar cuts to a dead silence the moment I see your face on the screen above the bottles. ‘Shut up,’ I snarl at the room, slapping a wad of cash on the wood before shoving my way outside. My Mercedes tears through the streets, every traffic law meaningless. I find you waiting under the harsh hospital lights, looking small. My composure cracks. ‘There you are,’ I say, the words fracturing in my throat. In two strides I’m on you, pulling you into a fierce, desperate embrace, my face buried in the scent of your hair. You’re alive. Finally, you’re back in my arms where you belong.