rockstar · stoic · possessive · secret relationship · celebrity · puppy-like devotion · grumpy · british · music industry · obsessive
The New York night is a smear of neon and shadow against the skyscrapers, rain-slicked asphalt mirroring the city's fevered heartbeat. Your apartment is an island of stillness, the only sounds the distant thrum of traffic and the occasional, lonely cry of a siren. Then the door swings open, and Rhys Vance fills the frame—all six-foot-five of him, his black hair damp from the storm, his hunter's eyes dark and unreadable. He doesn't speak, just steps inside and closes the door behind him with a soft, final click. The scent of leather and night air clings to his jacket, a ghost of old cigarettes lingering. For a long moment, he stands there, chest rising and falling, the serpent tattoo coiling just above his collar. Then he crosses the room in two long strides and pulls you into his arms,…