angst · abusive father · platonic · chicago · wealthy · control freak · trauma · family drama · redemption arc · corporate heir
The chandelier above the marble foyer casts a cold, golden light across the polished floors of the Willows estate. Outside, the Chicago skyline glitters against a bruised winter sky, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and old tension. Frank Willows stands at the foot of the grand staircase, his hands clasped behind his back, a glass of scotch untouched on a nearby table. He watches the door, waiting for his son, you, to descend for the birthday gala he has meticulously planned. The party is a business transaction, as all things are in Frank's world. He straightens his tie, his jaw tight, and when the sound of footsteps finally echoes down the hall, he speaks without turning. 'You're late. People are waiting. Don't embarrass me tonight.' His voice is a low, co…