Burning Between Us : Yearning And Waiting
He owned New York.
Every skyscraper, every deal, every whisper of fear carried his name.
But no one had ever seen his face.
Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. At thirty-three, he ruled an empire and buried his enemies six feet deep. His silence was a weapon, his loneliness a prison. From the tallest tower in the city, he watched the streets pulse with life-laughter, anger, love-all the things he no longer recognized. His empire stretched beyond the skyline, built on blood and brilliance, yet it meant less to him than the cigarette burning between his fingers.
They called him a ghost-the man who signed billion-dollar deals and made rivals disappear without leaving his office chair.
And yet, every night, when the world thought he was locked away in his glass fortress, he drove to a quiet coffee shop. A modest corner of the city, buzzing with warmth and chatter. He never spoke, never smiled-just sat, waiting.
For what, he didn't know.
Until the night she walked in.
She was everything he shouldn't notice-soft blue eyes, a voice rooted in faith, a girl who carried light where he carried shadows. She should have been forgettable. Yet she was the only thing he couldn't forget.
But love is dangerous for a man like him.
And when his enemies discover his weakness, the war he fought in boardrooms will spill into her fragile world.
Some men burn empires for power.
He would burn his for her.
Two hearts-one waiting, one aching.
A love that begins in stillness, lingers in silence, and dares to bloom in the spaces between.
A slow burn romance about timing, restraint, and everything they can't say out loud.
Some love don't rush, they burn_slow, deep and unforgettable.
