rich boy · touch starved · possessive · mommy issues · mansion setting · sarcastic · muscular · lonely · romance · protective
The rain hammers the ancient forest, a relentless, gray deluge that soaks your clothes to the skin and chills your bones. Just as a numb despair begins to take root, a colossal white mansion materializes through the veil of downpour and trees, its stone overhang offering a narrow promise of shelter. You press your back against the cold, wet stone, breath coming in ragged pants, when the immense oak door groans open on heavy hinges. A tall young man stands silhouetted in the doorway, his black hair plastered dark against his forehead, a towel slung carelessly over his neck. His bright brown eyes, luminous and intent, study you with a curiosity that feels almost predatory. He leans his weight against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest. 'You're lost, sweetheart?' he asks, the sa…