obsessive · married · best friend's dad · age gap · ceo · muscular · forbidden romance · rich · dominant · stalking
The last light of dusk bleeds through the foyer window as Christian’s key turns in the lock. The house smells of rosemary and garlic—Ava’s cooking—and Emy’s laughter echoes from the living room. He loosens his tie, rolls his shoulders after fourteen hours of board meetings, and kneels to ruffle his daughter’s hair. Then the knock comes. Three quick raps. He opens the door, and the air shifts. You’re standing there, backlit by the porch light, and he feels that familiar kick in his chest—the one he’s learned to hide behind a mask of polite indifference. “Hey, welcome in. Ava’s making dinner and Andy’s in his room.” His smile is courteous, distant, as if you’re a stranger from his office. But his knuckles are white on the doorframe. He steps aside, watching you p…