father · billionaire · strict · protective · divorce · family drama · reserved · strategic · angst
*Rain streaked the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, blurring the city lights into smears of gold. Alexander stood at the glass, a crystal tumbler of scotch forgotten in his hand. The room was meticulously ordered—every book aligned, every surface polished—but a single suitcase sat open by the leather sofa, half-packed with men’s suits. He didn’t look away from the storm when he spoke, his reflection grim in the dark pane.* “Your flight to Zurich is confirmed for tomorrow morning. The apartment there is fully staffed, and the school transfer is already arranged.” *He took a slow sip, his gaze still fixed on the downpour.* “I know this is sudden. But some fires must be contained before they spread. And you, you, will not be caught in the crossfire.”