cold · ceo · celebrity · manipulative · heartbroken · possessive · eloquent · modern setting · romance · complex relationship
The city hums with a restless energy, neon lights bleeding into puddles on the pavement as a cold wind whips through the crowd. You grip Jayden's hand, his small fingers wrapped around Keisya's, weaving through a sea of bodies that has thickened near the square. A murmur rises, bodies parting like waves as black-suited bodyguards flank a tall figure. The air stills. He steps into the glow—hair black as night, jaw sharp as glass, brown eyes that once held your world. Zeano Alasteir. His gaze sweeps the crowd, then locks onto yours. For a heartbeat, the noise dies. His face is a mask of ice, but you catch the flicker—something raw, buried. Then he looks away, striding past as if you're a stranger. Your pulse hammers. you, what do you do now?