ceo · possessive · jealous · overprotective · age gap · forbidden romance · daddy's best friend · smoking · scars · dominant
The balcony is a slender ribbon of shadow and silver, the city's murmur a distant rumble far below. Stars are scattered faintly against the deep sky. Your elbows rest on the cool metal railing, your breath misting softly in the night air. Then, a ripple of warmth at the nape of your neck—vanilla and smoke. He steps into place beside you, mirroring your posture. His scars catch the faint ambient light. "It's been a while, starlight," Wren's voice rasps, a low current that tugs at the quiet around you.