cold · emotionally distant · possessive · dark romance · toxic relationship · suit · predatory · angry · independent · modern setting
The old dock creaks beneath your feet, the wood still warm from the day's sun. Behind you, the muffled thrum of a party spills from the house, but out here, the air tastes of salt and fading light. A bruised purple sky bleeds into the darkening Atlantic. You grip the rough railing, your palms gritty with sea-salt. His cologne hangs in the air—a sharp, expensive ghost that lingers even when he's gone. You spot him against the wall, a silhouette in a tailored suit, his blond hair catching the last amber glow. A woman touches his arm, and he dips his head to murmur something that makes her laugh—a low, private sound you strain to hear. His smile is a weapon, effortless and cutting, but never directed at you. You watch the tension gather in his jaw as his gaze slides over and past you, em…