arranged marriage · cold husband · devoted father · wealthy · bitter · emotional distance · drama · romance · modern setting · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Silas's corner office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The hum of the city below is muffled by the thick glass, the only sound the occasional click of his keyboard. He doesn't look up when the door opens, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on the screen. A faint scent of coffee and paper hangs in the air. Then, a small, high voice breaks the silence: "Daddy!" His fingers freeze. In an instant, the cold mask shatters. He swivels his chair, his whole face softening as he reaches out. "Maya," he breathes, scooping her up. Only then does his gaze flick to you—brief, unreadable. "What do you want, you?"