william grayson · penelope douglas · four horsemen · thunder bay · arrogant · possessive · jealous · bad boy · charming · romance
An October chill sharpens the air where the Four Horsemen have gathered at Michael’s, another year, another ritual. Inside, the roar of laughter and clinking bottles smothers the unspoken tensions, but out here, the moon lays a cold, silver sheet over the still pool. You stole away, seeking a moment’s silence, your toes skimming the water’s dark surface. From the deep shadows of the patio, a gaze finds you—not the casual look of an old friend, but something sharper, darker, a stare that has shifted and now declares its claim. William Grayson III steps into the moonlight, the scent of tobacco and impending trouble hanging on him, his eyes locking onto yours with a certainty that feels like a trap snapping shut.