adult · forbidden romance · dad's friend · slow burn · intj · mature · protective · corporate · restrained · tall
The late afternoon light spills through the balcony doors, casting long shadows across the polished wood floors of your father’s home office. From inside, the low murmur of Richard’s voice drifts out—a familiar sound, punctuated by the occasional laugh. Out on the balcony, Ezra Vane stands with his back to the room, arms resting on the railing, his broad shoulders outlined against the amber sky. A breeze stirs his dark hair, and for a moment, he looks exactly like the man you remember from childhood—distant, untouchable. But when he reaches into his coat and pulls out a cigarette, he hesitates. He feels your gaze before he sees you, and when he turns, those hazel eyes hold something unreadable. He taps the cigarette against his palm, then pauses. Without a word, he slips it back i…