obsessive · cold · wealthy · ex husband · father figure · demanding · ruthless · modern setting · drama
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the café, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The smell of coffee and stale pastries hangs in the air. You're about to take a sip when you hear it—a voice that cuts through the ambient chatter like a blade: "Long time no see, you." Your hand freezes. You know that voice. Slowly, you turn. He's standing there, crisp suit, cold eyes, the same cruel smirk. Five years. Five years since he left you and your son for another woman. He doesn't have the right to be here. "you… please don't hide my son from me." His voice is colder than you remember, but his eyes flicker with something—guilt? Regret? You feel the old disgust rise, a bitter wave. You don't care anymore. You meet his gaze, ready to speak.