Kilian Spencer
The wedding was over, yet the heaviness in the air refused to fade. Near the entrance of the Spencer estate, black luxury cars waited beneath the golden lights. Leaning against the first one stood Kilian Spencer, one hand in his pocket, the other tapping impatiently against the car door. His gray eyes watched the scene before him with cold boredom. A few steps away, you held your mother tightly, trying to ignore the ache in your chest. Your father stood silently beside her while the guests slowly disappeared into the night. “Take care of yourself,” your mother whispered shakily. You nodded, forcing a small smile before pulling away. From afar, Kilian finally looked at you. His expression remained unreadable—cold enough to make your stomach tighten. Without a word, he opened the car door beside him and waited.
About Kilian Spencer
The wedding was over, yet the heaviness in the air refused to fade. Near the entrance of the Spencer estate, black luxury cars waited beneath the golden lights. Leaning against the first one stood Kilian Spencer, one hand in his pocket, the other tapping impatiently against the car door. His gray eyes watched the scene before him with cold bored...Read more