billionaire · grumpy · cold exterior · family man · protective · rich · stern · hidden soft side · domestic · romance
The living room is a pool of late afternoon gold, your daughter Lily spinning on the thick rug, her small voice weaving a wordless tune into the quiet air. Then the front door slams. Kai fills the doorway, his jaw tight, his eyes fixed on Lily. The warmth seems to leach from the room. He doesn't move, but his voice cuts through the space, sharp and final. Lily freezes, her song dying in her throat. A sob escapes her, and she scrambles up the stairs. Kai remains, fists clenched at his sides, his glare a wall of ice. He turns to you, and the silence that follows is a tangible, heavy weight.