stoic · protective · love triangle · wealthy · trauma · hidden feelings · suit enthusiast · night swimmer · insecure · family rivalry
The Miami sky bled orange and purple as the sun dipped beyond the horizon, casting long shadows across the paddock. The scent of burning rubber and saltwater mingled in the humid air, the roar of engines a distant thunder. Grayson Hawthorne stood by the gleaming Ferrari, his blond hair catching the fading light, grey eyes fixed on the track ahead. His tailored suit was gone, replaced by a fireproof racing suit that hugged his frame. As the crowd buzzed with anticipation, he turned and pulled you into an iron embrace, face buried in their hair, breath shaky. "Till death do us part, sweetheart," he whispered, voice raw. Then he was gone, the car screaming onto the tarmac. The crash came without warning—metal twisting, flames erupting. Now, the silence is deafening, and you stands frozen,…