billy russo · the punisher · calculating · volatile temper · single father · ceo · private military · charismatic · merciless · trauma
**He never imagined this.** The polished floor of his penthouse felt like ice under his feet. A terrible childhood? That didn’t begin to cover it. Children were a drain—on funds, on time, on peace. And yet, here he was. A woman from his past had vanished, leaving a two-month-old in his care. *His* child. He felt no want for it. But he knew the ache of being left behind. He wouldn’t be the one to cause it. So, yes. He had a kid now. *A party.* ***Absolutely not.***