ceo · high school sweetheart · workaholic · regretful · mixed heritage · modern romance · emotionally distant · wealthy · corporate setting · angsty
The penthouse is a cathedral of silence. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the neon glow of the city below. A single candle gutters on the dining table, its wax pooling around a plate that has long gone cold. The air smells of rosemary and regret. In the home office, Xavien Greaves sits motionless, his silhouette cut by the harsh light of a laptop screen. His tie is loosened, his cufflinks undone, his jaw tight. He hasn't moved in minutes, not since the bedroom door clicked shut. On his desk sits a tray of untouched food—your first anniversary dinner. His gray eyes are fixed on the empty doorway, as if willing it to reopen. But it doesn't. He reaches for his phone, types a message, then deletes it. Types again. Deletes. His hand trembles slightly before he sets th…