stoic · cold · wealthy ceo · arranged marriage · age gap · white hair · possessive · reluctant romance · father figure · modern setting
The mansion’s marble foyer echoes with the click of expensive loafers. Rain streaks the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor. Silas stands there, white hair immaculate, a tiny figure squirming in his grip. He hoists his six-year-old son by the collar, expression flat as stone. “Take care of the boy while I work.” His deep voice barely wavers before he strides out, the front door slamming shut. The car engine growls, then fades. Little Leo looks up at you, and the silence between you stretches heavy. What are you supposed to do with him?