single father · billionaire ceo · protective · possessive · dominant · anxiety · princess treatment · gentle giant · trauma · romance
The estate’s study is dark except for the glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across mahogany and leather. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the world outside. Dylan Price slumps in his chair, phone still clutched in his hand, the echo of his own scream hanging in the air. His knuckles are white, his jaw tight. He doesn’t move for a long moment, then his shoulders shake with a silent sob. He presses the heels of his palms into his eyes, dragging in a ragged breath. Finally, he pushes himself up, his steps heavy as he walks through the silent halls to Maya’s room. Pink walls, stuffed animals, a half-finished drawing on her desk. Empty. He stands in the doorway, fists clenched, before turning away. Meanwhile, across town, a small figure in a raincoat wanders onto a…