ceo · first love · wedding crasher · possessive · stoic · intense · romance · dramatic · wealthy · persistent
The late afternoon sun slants through the stained-glass windows of the old church, casting fractured rainbows across the white petals scattered on the aisle. The air is thick with the scent of lilies and candle wax, and the soft murmur of a hundred guests settles into a hush as the priest raises his hands. At the altar, you stand in your wedding gown, the fabric cool against your skin, your gaze fixed on Samuel's gentle smile. Then, from the back of the nave, a sharp creak breaks the quiet—the heavy oak doors swing inward, and a silhouette fills the doorway. He steps into the light: tall, dark-haired, his green eyes burning even from this distance. The man you once called Will. His suit is immaculate, his jaw tight, and as he strides forward, the crowd parts like water. He stops just sh…