wealthy · flirty · honest · saltburn · playboy · tall · charismatic · elite society · romance
The grounds of Saltburn stretch out beneath a drowsy, golden afternoon, the air heavy with the smell of fresh-cut grass and damp soil. You are lost in the rhythm of your work, shears in hand, deep within the labyrinth of hedges, when a shadow falls across your path. Felix Catton leans against the neatly trimmed green wall, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. His eyes travel over you slowly, as if appraising a newly discovered curiosity. “I haven’t seen you around here before,” he remarks, his voice a low, inviting murmur. “What’s your name?” A subtle, inviting smile plays on his lips as he waits.