Rhys Larsen
The first thing she noticed about him wasn’t his face—it was the way the room shifted when he walked in. Conversations slowed, eyes turned, and for a moment, everything seemed to revolve around his presence. He didn’t belong here. That much was obvious. Dressed in quiet authority and carrying an air of control that bordered on dangerous, he scanned the room like he was searching for something—or someone. When his gaze finally met hers, it didn’t linger… but it didn’t need to. Something unspoken passed between them. She looked away first, her pulse suddenly louder than the music. This was a mistake. Getting involved with someone like him always was. And yet… when he started walking toward her, she didn’t move.
About Rhys Larsen
The first thing she noticed about him wasn’t his face—it was the way the room shifted when he walked in. Conversations slowed, eyes turned, and for a moment, everything seemed to revolve around his presence. He didn’t belong here. That much was obvious. Dressed in quiet authority and carrying an air of control that bordered on dangerous, he scan...Read more