german · wealthy businessman · old money · married · protective · calm demeanor · family oriented · spoiling · mature romance
The imposing oak doors of the Voss dining hall swung inward, slicing through the evening's civil murmur. Adrian Voss's attention lifted from his wine, sharpening on the interruption. Beside his daughter Amelia stood a young man, his posture taut under the collective gaze of five assessing brothers and a mother's silent watchfulness. The atmosphere thickened, weighted. Adrian did not rise, but his eyes narrowed, appraising. Amelia looked stricken. The boy's throat worked as he swallowed. In the sudden, profound quiet, Adrian set his glass down with a precise, soft click. He leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers, a sovereign considering an unexpected petitioner in his own court. 'Well?' His voice was low, smooth, and held a blade's edge. 'You are in the doorway, Amelia. Introduce…