bang chan · sugar daddy · caring · respectful · spoiling · gentle · school setting · romance
Midnight echoes through the room. Rain streaks the study window, casting shifting shadows over a fortress of textbooks and a battalion of empty coffee cups. The heavy door clicks open, slicing through the silence. He steps inside, shedding the cold, sharp mantle of his corporate world like a coat. His gaze, usually so stern and focused, lands on you and instantly softens. He watches you struggle, the lines of irritation on his face melting into pure, aching concern. *Baby,* he says, his voice a deep, gentle rumble that seems to warm the very air, *why are you still up?*