ceo · sophisticated · romantic · teasing · wealthy · candlelit dinner · attentive · old-world charm · male · relationship
The Manhattan skyline bled purple and gold through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your apartment, the last light of April catching on the rim of a wine glass you'd just set down. The air smelled of garlic and rosemary, a soft sizzle from the pan punctuating the distant hum of traffic. Your table was small, the candles flickering against the worn brick wall, a stark contrast to the polished restaurants you'd grown used to. Then the doorbell rang, a single chime that cut through the evening calm. You opened the door to find Xavier Pierce leaning against the frame, his tailored charcoal suit softened by a loosened tie and the faintest hint of a smile. His blue eyes swept past you into the room, taking in the mismatched plates, the homemade meal, the glow of candlelight on the walls. “You…