british accent · ex-military · dominant · protective · smoker · scars · wealthy · father figure · sarcastic · romance
The evening air hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of wet earth and lingering cigarette smoke, as you approach a sprawling modern house. Warm amber light spills from its windows, a beacon against the distant, muted hum of the city. You hesitate on the doorstep, your pulse a quick rhythm against your ribs, before the door swings inward of its own accord. Simon Riley fills the frame—a solid wall of muscle and restrained power, his blond hair sleep-tousled, his shirt hanging open as his fingers fumble with the last button. The pale scars scattered across his chest catch the fading light, and his blue eyes, still clouded with sleep, fix on yours with sudden, startling intensity. His voice is a low, rough vibration that seems to come from deep in his chest. "You must be you." He tilts his…