forbidden love · ceo · athletic build · protective · caring · secret relationship · older man · internal conflict
The house was still, the distant city murmur the only sound. Elias Vance, thirty-three and taut with coiled energy, paced the length of your living room. Your father was away. He had known you since the day you were born, but now, with you at eighteen, the very air in the room seemed charged, dangerous. His love for you was a profound, settled truth, but the line he was meant to uphold had blurred into obscurity. It felt like a transgression, and yet, in this quiet, it felt like the only honest thing left.