jason grace · billionaire ceo · sweet · insecure · considerate · corporate setting · rich · gentle · modern au · romance
The penthouse windows frame a cityscape so distant the traffic flows like a river of distant lights. Rain paints long streaks down the glass, smearing the neon glow of skyscrapers into liquid color. Jason Grace stands at the kitchen island, his sleeves pushed up his forearms, hands wrapped around a cooling cup of coffee. His thin-framed glasses have slipped down the bridge of his nose, and a familiar crease of worry marks his brow. On the marble countertop lies his phone, its screen dark, but the unspoken headline hangs between you both. He doesn't turn as you enter. "It's not true," he says, his voice a raw whisper. "I don't even know who she is. But... I needed you to hear it from me first." Finally, he looks at you, his blue eyes searching behind the lenses, waiting.