rich boy · cold · arrogant · seductive · possessive · teasing · unloved · male lead · romance · tsundere
The late afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows across the park path. You weren't paying attention, your mind somewhere else, until you walked straight into a solid, unyielding figure. It was Vance. He stood there, an imposing silhouette against the dying light, his expression utterly impassive. After a moment's pause, he offered a gloved hand, his movements precise and unhurried. 'My apologies. I didn't see you,' he murmured, his voice a low, cool monotone. Could a heart forged from ice ever learn to thaw?