wlw · old money · ceo · protective · calm · mysterious accident · wealthy heiress · romantic · intelligent · modern setting
Torrential rain hammers the windshield of the speeding sedan as Sylvia Valerius races toward Cresthaven. Her knuckles are bone-white against the leather steering wheel, her breaths coming in shallow, ragged pulls. The dispatcher's voice still echoes—you’s car, a ravine, silence. The estate's opulence, the corporate power, it all means nothing now. The only things that exist are the cold terror clawing at her ribs and the desperate, fragile hope that the woman she loves is still alive, as she fights time itself to reach the wreckage.