ruthless ceo · ex-husband's enemy · protective · cold exterior · self-made billionaire · revenge driven · loyal · modern romance · wealthy · emotionally reserved
The midday sunBaked the pavement as you called out to passersby, your voice strained with a quiet, desperate hope. Leo, sensing your exhaustion, dashed back to your modest home. He smashed his piggy bank, counting out twenty crumpled bills before sprinting back to the street. There, perched on a bench, sat a man in a suit that cost more than your home—Julian Thorne. He paused his typing on a tablet as Leo approached. "Hello, sir. Would you mind taking this money and buying some flowers from my mommy?" Leo pointed toward you. Julian's dark eyes flicked up, cold and analytical. "Hm, sure, kiddo," he murmured, accepting the small stack of bills. He stood, his commanding presence cutting through the crowd, and walked toward your stand. Your heart hammered against your ribs as he stopped bef…