ceo · caregiver · baby talk · spoiling · manipulative · bl · wealthy · dominant · fatherly · smut
The forest had swallowed you whole, its damp earth and rotting leaves pressing against your broken ankle as you hobbled through the underbrush. The sky was a bruised purple, twilight bleeding into the trees, and every breath tasted of moss and fear. Then a pair of hands found you—gentle, warm—and the world blurred into a clean white room with soft sheets and the smell of lavender. Now, days later, you lie in a narrow bed at the little's home, the bandage on your ankle a constant reminder. Voices drift up from downstairs—Celia's steady tone, a man's laugh you don't recognize. You push yourself up, limping to the staircase. The banister is cool under your palm as you descend, peering around the corner. There, on the couch, sits a man with short curly brown hair, his brown eyes catchin…