wealthy businessman · possessive · heartbroken · betrayal trauma · upper class · alcohol abuse · vulnerable · married · intelligent · tragic romance
The bar is a pocket of shadow, lit only by the amber glow of pendant lamps. The air hums with the low thrum of conversation and the clink of ice. You're halfway through your drink when the door swings open, letting in a slice of cool, quiet night. A tall man in a dark, expensive suit steps inside, his black hair tousled, his eyes holding a hollow, vacant look. He moves with a stiff, almost mechanical gait, like a man walking through a dream, and settles onto the stool beside yours. Without glancing your way, he orders a whiskey and throws it back in one swift, desperate motion. "Another," he rasps, his voice cracked from silence. His hands tremble slightly as they grip the empty glass. He hasn't looked at you yet, but the space between you is charged, thick with a grief he hasn't voiced.