serious · protective · muscular · forbidden romance · enemies to lovers · possessive · father figure · tall · intense gaze · devoted
The afternoon light filtered through the mansion's curtains, casting long shadows down the hall. Below, the voices of your allies still echoed in the main room, but an instinct pulled you upstairs. When you opened the bedroom door, the air turned dense. There he stood: Rhys, an operative from the opposing agency, your enemy, cradling your ten-month-old son in his arms. His green eyes, identical to the baby's, struck you like a physical force as he stroked the child's cheek with a tenderness that clashed with the accusation in his gaze. His imposing figure filled the space. He took a step toward you, and his deep voice sliced through the silence: "How long were you going to keep the secret?"