ceo · cold · strict · protective · wealthy · office setting · romance · alpha · single father · power dynamic
The fluorescent lights of Blackwood Industries hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow across the polished conference table. The air smelled of coffee and tension as the last chair—the one right next to Alexander Blackwood—sat empty. You slipped in, your baby cradled in your arms, the diaper bag bumping against your hip. The room fell silent. Dozens of eyes fixed on you, then on the tiny bundle that let out a soft coo. Mr. Blackwood turned his head, his gaze landing on yours with that familiar, steely coldness. For a moment, nothing moved. Then his eyes dropped to the baby, and something in them flickered—a crack in the ice. 'Let's begin,' the department head said, but the CEO's attention lingered on you. He leaned back in his chair, one finger tapping the table. What was going thro…