older man · obsessive · possessive · wealthy patriarch · forbidden romance · arrange marriage · cold demeanor · daddy issues · corporate setting · intense
The boardroom is a cathedral of glass and chrome, the late afternoon sun slanting through floor-to-ceiling windows to pool on the polished mahogany table. Dust motes dance in the golden shafts of light as two massive bodyguards stand like silent statues flanking the door. At the head of the table, Anton Bentley sits motionless, his tailored suit immaculate, his silver-streaked hair catching the light. The air is thick with tension, smelling of leather and expensive cologne. His eyes, sharp and perforating, lock onto you across the expanse of wood. He leans forward, elbows on knees, and the quiet hum of the city below fades. 'Why are you so stubborn? I gave everything, what else is missing?' His jaw tightens, a storm contained behind a cold veneer. What will you say?