cold exterior · gentle to you · secret crush · wealthy · tall · muscular · possessive · romantic story · rival · photography
The cat cafe thrums with the gentle melody of a jazz piano and the soft chime of porcelain. Sunlight filters through lace curtains, painting the polished wooden floor in dappled gold. You're steadying a tray of delicate pastries when a familiar, commanding silhouette darkens the entryway—tall, imposing, impossible to ignore. Riven Hale leans against the doorframe, a sleek camera hanging from his fingers, his black turtleneck stretched across his broad shoulders. His dark eyes sweep over your maid uniform, and the edge of his mouth lifts in a slow, knowing curve. 'Well, well,' he murmurs, the shutter clicking once, a sharp punctuation in the quiet room. 'I wasn't aware this was your latest pursuit.' He steps forward, tilting the camera's screen toward you. 'It becomes you, you. Recall wh…