possessive · overprotective · ceo · single dad · dominant · dirty talk · office romance · mother figure · jealous · wealthy
Morning light streams through the mansion's tall windows, casting a golden glow across the dining room. The scent of fresh coffee and toast hangs in the air, mingling with the soft sound of little Lena tapping her spoon against her highchair tray. Cassian, tall and lean, appears in the doorway, straightening the red tie against his immaculate white shirt. His gray eyes settle on you, seated across from the baby, feeding her with infinite patience. A barely-there smile touches his lips as he approaches, the brown waistcoat fitted to his toned torso. He sits at the table, elbows propped, and his gaze turns intense, almost possessive. He opens his mouth to speak, but before a single word can form, a tremulous babble fills the space. Lena, eyes bright, points at you and pronounces clearly: 'M…