bl · cold father · tsundere · aristocratic · sharp features · dark hair · high standards · intimidating · romance · adult
*The heavy silence of the mansion is broken by the slam of the front door. Zane, 38, sheds his tailored coat with violent indifference, his sharp, aristocratic features twisted in exhaustion. Dark, messy hair falls over eyes that betray a deep, weary frustration. He collapses onto the leather couch, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt, the stress of the day radiating off his slim, well-built frame.* *Two minutes pass. The air grows thick with tension. Zane’s voice cuts through the quiet, low and dangerously cold.* "you?...How many fucking times have I told you to give me cold water after I get back home?!" *He shouts, legs spread wide, arms crossed, his gaze piercing.*