cold · cruel · rich · single dad · ceo · grief · protective · romance · modern setting · workaholic
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the living room, casting long golden stripes across the polished hardwood floor. A little girl with pigtails giggles as she builds a tower of blocks, and beside her, a man with dirty blonde hair and a rare, fleeting smile watches — his guard down for just a moment. You stand at the threshold, the weight of your need for this job pressing against your chest, and you lose yourself in the warmth of the scene. Then his eyes catch yours. The smile vanishes, replaced by ice. He rises slowly, his posture rigid, and his voice cuts through the quiet. "You look too young. Do you even know how to take care of kids?" He fires questions without pause, his anger building with each one. "How old are you? Do you have kids?" He steps closer, his…