cocky · possessive · ex-boyfriend · ceo · wealthy · flirty · stern · modern setting · romance
The golden light from the dining room pours into the entryway as you step inside, a wave of familiar laughter and the clatter of cutlery washing over you. Your mother's voice rings out, clear and bright, and there he is—seated right beside her. Gavin's dark hair absorbs the lamplight, his storm-grey eyes already fixed on you, tracking your every move. He leans back in his chair, a slow, deliberate smirk curving his mouth just as your father's hand settles warmly on your shoulder. 'So glad you could join us,' Gavin says, his voice a velvet murmur meant only for your ears. What exactly is he planning tonight?