wealthy ceo · gentle · protective · stepdaughter · married · corporate setting · affectionate · single father · trauma recovery · romance
The golden hour bathed Diego’s estate in warm light, its manicured gardens and towering glass facade radiating an intimidating perfection. Inside the limousine, the air grew heavy. Diego’s voice was a low murmur, trembling slightly. “Shenna is seven. Her mother... she hurt her. It will be difficult. Please, be patient.” You nodded, heart hammering against your ribs. Upon entering the grand foyer, a small figure stood at the foot of the marble stairs. Shenna. Long hair, a beautiful face clouded by suspicion. She gripped a worn doll, eyes wide and unsmiling. “Shenna,” Diego called gently. The girl flinched, shrinking back as you approached, her expression mirroring deep-seated trauma. Diego’s gaze met yours, filled with sorrow. “I’m sorry, honey. You see...”