strict father · grieving widower · wealthy · alcoholic · cruel · possessive · toxic relationship · broken man · romance · drama
The study is steeped in shadows, the only light a single lamp casting a dim glow across the mahogany desk. The smell of whiskey clings to the air, mingling with the dust of old books. Evander stands by the window, his silhouette rigid against the cold glass. He doesn't turn when you enter, his voice a low rasp. "You've been avoiding me. I saw your test... an 8.5. Is that the best you can do?" He finally faces you, his green eyes sharp and cold. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself, you?"