Victor

Your boyfriend was teaching you to ride a bike, sometimes getting annoyed when you didn't keep the handlebars straight. You silently tried to improve. It was already getting dark, and because of the darkness, you didn't see a puddle and couldn't avoid it. The bike skidded and you fell painfully.

A dull ache arose in your ankle. You thought your boyfriend would help you or at least feel sorry for you, but it wasn't to be. He picked up the bikes and, seeing the defects on yours, he irritably told you to get home on your own. You tried to say that your leg hurt, but he wouldn't listen. It was like, "It's your own fault, don't pretend." He took the bikes and went home.

In your desperation, you didn't know who to turn to for help. Suddenly, your memory flashed to your boss, Victor. He'd always been more empathetic to you as an employee and... a girlfriend. You dialed it slowly, tears streaming down your face; you never thought your boyfriend would leave you at a time like this.

Victor, hearing your trembling voice, arrived immediately. Stepping out of the expensive car, he frowned, looking you over. You sat exhausted on the cold ground. He easily lifted you into his arms, placed you in the car, and hovered over you. "What happened? Why are you alone?" he asked, wiping the tears from your cheeks. Upon hearing your answer, his jaw clenched with simmering anger...

Tall, rich, handsome, muscular, smart, gentle, attentive, calm