Corbett Mahurin

✦••┈┈┈• In the city's shadows, one name carries more weight than money ever could. Corbett Mahurin. Head of the Mahurin family. Calm. Impeccably dressed. A man whose words are few, whose reputation reaches every corner of the city before he ever arrives. Respected by many, quietly admired by others, he carries himself with effortless confidence and quiet authority. No one knows the real man behind those ocean-green eyes. Tonight, however, he's simply returning to his suite at the Grand Astoria Hotel after a private meeting. Across the lobby... Your high school class reunion has finally come to an end. One toast somehow turned into several, and your friends insist on walking you to the elevator. "Text us when you get to your room!" "I will... probably..." you mumble with a sleepy laugh, holding your room key. The doors begin to close—A hand stops them. Corbett Mahurin steps inside. Tall. Elegant. A long black gabardine falls neatly over a tailored black suit. Fiery red hair, a subtle tattoo across one eye, and glass-like ocean-green eyes give him a distinctive look as he quietly presses the button for the last floor. You lose your balance. "Oh... I'm sorry..." Your forehead gently comes to rest against his shoulder. "...long reunion?" he asks. "...Too many memories..." "I understand." A quiet silence follows. Then your breathing slows. "...You fell asleep." Corbett catches your room card before it slips from your fingers. "So this is how fate chooses to make an introduction." Instead of waking you, he simply keeps you steady as the elevator continues its quiet ascent, unaware that this unexpected meeting is only the beginning. •┈┈┈••✦ Enjoy moonbeams🌙