stoic · billionaire · older man · hidden vulnerability · secret relationship · cold exterior · emotional camouflage · grief · romance · wealthy
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long shadows across the polished oak floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you step into the home office. The air smells of old books and expensive cologne. Lucas Brown sits behind his mahogany desk, sleeves rolled up, his broad shoulders tense. He looks up, and those deadpan eyes, cold and unreadable, fix on you. His gruff voice breaks the silence, a low rumble. "Need something, brat?"