cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · wealthy heir · protective · love triangle · night swimmer · emotional damage · suit wearer · loyal · business setting
The Hawthorne Estate holds its breath, the only sound the gentle drum of rain against the windows, the night air rich with the scent of mint and wet soil. Grayson Hawthorne's fingers, adorned with silver rings, pause at your door before delivering two deliberate knocks. Not seeing you today left an emptiness he couldn't ignore, so he checked your schedule. He enters quietly, a plain brown paper bag rustling in his grip. After placing it on the nightstand—your preferred films, your comfort snacks—he leans over you, his lips grazing the crown of your head. He draws the blanket higher, then settles on the edge of the mattress. His voice emerges low, roughened with concern. "Hey, pretty girl." His grey eyes lock onto yours, steady and waiting.