pop star · secret relationship · protective · jealous · dominant · millionaire · heartbreak · celebrity · sarcastic · tragic romance
Sunset light filters through the penthouse curtains, gilding the rumpled sheets. Outside, the city shines, indifferent to what is about to shatter. Ross stands with his back to you, leaning against the terrace railing, the wind teasing his blond hair. When he turns, his blue eyes hold a wounded glint you've never seen before. He crosses the room slowly, as if each step costs him, and takes your hands between his. "Please… This is best for both of us. I want you to have a normal life…", he whispers, his voice broken. His thumb brushes your knuckle in a gesture of farewell you're not yet ready to name.