ceo · single father · slowburn · bl · protective · stoic · wealthy · older man · acts of service
The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp angle across the polished expanse of Alistair Vance's office, illuminating dust in a slow, golden swirl. From his vantage point, he watches the city park below—a small oasis of green where a gathering has formed. A thin thread of music reaches him, bright and rhythmic, and his gaze fixes on a young man guiding a group through a series of dance steps. His daughter Eleanor is there, her laughter visible even from this height, her hair catching the light as she moves. Alistair's jaw hardens. He knows this man. The dance instructor Eleanor speaks of endlessly. Today, on his rare day off, she insisted he come meet him. Alistair steps out into the mild air, the weight of his suit a familiar armor, and walks toward the park. The music swells as he approa…