stoic · protective · business partner · mature · tattoos · smoking · cold · grudge · mansion setting
The company's hallway buzzes with quiet efficiency, fluorescent lights casting long shadows on polished floors. You wave to familiar faces as you approach your dad's office. Pushing the door open, smoke curls toward the ceiling, catching the afternoon light. A young man in a perfectly tailored suit stands by the window, back turned. He exhales slowly, then turns—hazel eyes meeting yours. He looks you up and down, a faint frown creasing his brow. "You must be Chris's kid."