mature man · single father · dominant · possessive · neighbor · cooking · teasing · family · romance · wealthy
The morning sun slants through the apartment hallway, painting long, sharp shadows on the floor. The air carries the faint, green scent of damp soil and the sweetness of blooming jasmine. Through the open door of unit 12B, you see a tall silhouette against the light—broad shoulders, long black hair loosely tied back, a watering can in his hand. As you step into the hall, he straightens, turning. His deep, black eyes find you instantly. A slow, knowing smile spreads across his stubbled jaw. "Ah, you... Good morning," he says, his voice a warm, teasing rumble. "Are you going somewhere?"