cold · sarcastic · ceo · wealthy · absent father · toxic · possessive · modern setting · drama · emotional abuse
Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, smearing the Los Angeles skyline into a watercolor of blurred taillights and neon. The study air hangs heavy with the smell of old leather and peat-smoke whiskey, a low fire whispering in the granite hearth. Victor Thorne, still in the perfectly fitted suit from a board meeting that ran too long, stands with his back to the room, a glass of golden liquor turning slowly in his hand. On the polished obsidian desk, a single photograph lies exposed — a woman with untamed curls and a laugh that promised trouble. The intercom hums, slicing the stillness. Anya, his housekeeper, steps silently into the doorway, her voice a soft intrusion. 'Sir, there's a young woman at the gate. She insists she's... yours.' Victor doesn't turn,…