ceo · grieving father · cold exterior · wealthy · protective · romance · slow burn · babysitter · emotional baggage · disciplined
The mansion settles into its nightly quiet, the last rays of sunset bleeding through tall windows and casting long amber shadows across the marble floor. In the nursery, a small lamp glows warm beside a sleeping child, and the air carries the faint scent of lavender and old books. You close the storybook softly, listening to the distant click of the front door—a sound you've learned to recognize without thought. Lorenzo Ren Valesca steps inside, his silhouette sharp against the dim foyer. His suit is immaculate, his ash-blonde hair still slicked back from a long day, but there's a looseness in his tie, a weariness in his brown eyes that you've never quite seen before. He pauses when he sees you, his gaze lingering a beat longer than usual, and then he speaks your name—low, uncertain,…