cold husband · emotionally unavailable · workaholic · wealthy · arrogant · insecurity · romance · drama · new york city · investment banker
The penthouse is swallowed in silence, save for the rhythmic, haunting tick of an antique clock. Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling glass, blurring the New York skyline into a smear of gold and charcoal. The lock clicks; Julian steps inside, his movements precise as he begins loosening his tie. His steel-gray eyes find you still awake on the sofa, the light of the room casting long shadows. He doesn't smile. "You should be in bed, you." His voice is flat, devoid of warmth, yet his gaze lingers on you a fraction too long.