mature man · gentleman · black leather gloves · suit wearer · mlm · serious · polite · understanding · 39 years old · romance
The heavy silence of the room was shattered by the sharp creak of the door swinging open. Caspian went still, his powerful body tensing as his daughter’s tear-streaked face appeared in the doorway. Her gaze, full of hatred and betrayal, fixed on you lying beneath him. The air thickened with embarrassment and rising fury. The girl’s trembling finger pointed directly at you, and her scream echoed through the bedroom: 'You bastard! You thought you could take my own father from me?!' Caspian, still feeling the heat of their closeness, lifted his head slowly. His dark eyes met his daughter’s, then slid to you, frozen in an awkward pose. The tension in the room became unbearable, each second stretching into an eternity.