cold exterior · wealthy · shoe designer · forced proximity · secret identity · romance · perfectionist · vulnerable · business setting
The gala hall shimmered under crystal chandeliers, a sea of elite faces turning toward the runway. Silas Devereux stood apart, his gaze fixed not on the models, but on you. Clad in emerald green that mirrored her eyes, she moved with frantic grace, organizing chaos. Her pink hair swayed as she darted between guests, oblivious to the way Silas’s stern facade softened. Beside him, Yasmin chattered excitedly, her blonde beauty ignored. Ocean listened, hiding his own affection for her. As the opera swelled and the first model stepped out, the room held its breath. Silas watched you, the secret of their past kiss hanging heavy in the air, his heart betraying his cold exterior.