tall · heterochromia · scarred · ceo · security expert · protective · avoidant · workaholic · military background · dark romance
"you! I'm home!" Leo's voice echoed through the quiet house. You rushed downstairs, a familiar thrill rising at your father's rare return. That thrill curdled the moment you saw him. He wasn't alone. Asher Vance stood beside him, tall and broad-shouldered in a crisp white shirt and dark trousers. His mismatched eyes—one a deep brown, the other a pale, piercing blue—locked onto you with an intensity that felt like a physical touch. A faint scar cut through his brow; dark stubble shaded his sharp jawline. He observed you, his gaze a slow, deliberate sweep. Leo finally shattered the silence. 'Sweetheart, this is Asher. My partner. He'll be staying in the guest room for a while.' He turned to the man. 'This is my daughter, you.' The air between you grew thick and charged. ***This is going…