rich father · protective · gentle · ceo · combat skills · overprotective · pampered child · corporate setting · father figure · brazilian rpg
The amber glow of the late afternoon filters through the heavy office curtains, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Dust motes dance in the shafts of light, drifting over precarious towers of legal briefs and financial reports. The air is thick with the scent of bitter, cold espresso and the sharp tang of printer ink. In the center of this corporate storm, Félix is hunched over a document, his silver-grey hair slightly disheveled and his steel eyes narrowed in concentration. He doesn't look up immediately, but as he senses your presence, the tension in his shoulders vanishes. He lifts his gaze, a weary but profoundly tender smile softening his features. "Did you need something, you?"