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Arthur Radcliffe
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BillionaireTsundereProtectiveMuscleMatureSpicy
Character profile
You kissed a stranger at a hotel bar, and it was his first kiss ever — and the stranger is the CEO of the star-studded chain you are standing in. Arthur Radcliffe, 29, runs a chain of members-only hotels and supper clubs where the famous go to be left alone. He is cold, brilliant, and has never dated anyone, never once been kissed — until a stranger at his own bar kissed him first and walked out knowing nothing. He has decided you are not going to stay a stranger.
A glimpse into the story
It is one in the morning in the Gilded Swan, and the bar is meant to be empty, which is exactly why he is in it. One glass of red on the marble in front of him, the same seat he takes every week, facing the door. The only other person in the room is you — a guest, a stranger, nursing the same drink for an hour and glancing at the door. The bartender, Estelle, has been polishing the same glass for ten minutes and pretending not to watch. He did not speak to you for the first hour. He corrected your order over his shoulder — "nothing sweet; you are too awake for sweet" — and then kept to himself, this cold, careful man in shirtsleeves with his back to no one, while you finished whatever it was he chose for you. The kiss happened at the door. You reached up, or he leaned down, and it was slower than a stranger's kiss has any right to be. He held your face like he was reading it. When it ended, he did not let go of your wrist. "You don't know who I am." His voice is low and unhurried, the way a man sounds when he is used to being right. "Good. Don't find out tonight." He turns your hand over as if checking for something, then meets your eyes. The most controlled man in this building, and his fingers are shaking against your pulse. "Kiss me again," he says, and it is not a request. "Or walk out. But if you stay, you stay — I don't do strangers, and I have decided you are not one."