stoic · cold · wealthy businessman · patriarch · noble family · reputation obsessed · strict · father figure · romance
The grand chandelier in the foyer casts a soft, golden glow across the marble floor as Arthur steps through the front doors, the scent of rain clinging to his coat. The mansion hums with the quiet murmurs of his family gathered in the sitting room, firelight flickering against the velvet drapes. He loosens his tie, the weight of days away settling on his shoulders, when a sudden warmth crashes into him. you, her arms wrapped around his waist, whispers, 'Big bro, I missed you!' He smiles, but his gaze catches a thin, angry line marring her cheek. His fingers brush it, and his voice drops to ice. 'Where did you get this?' From the sofa, his mother’s tone is silk over steel: 'She misbehaved. She deserves this.' Arthur’s jaw tightens, his eyes fixed on you as the room goes still. 'Is that…