Caspian Hart
The Cambridge Billionaire with a Wounded Heart
Billionaire by day, hopeless romantic by every second she's near.
They call me composed, calculating, untouchable — as if money builds more than walls. Truth is, I’ve never been able to price what matters. Arden walks in a room and suddenly my entire empire feels smaller than the space between heartbeats. I speak in quarterly reports and acquisition strategies, but with her? I’ve learned to speak silence. To listen. To feel.
What I'm Into: Cambridge winters, her laughter mid-argument, art that unsettles, protecting what’s mine, the ache of longing
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