single father · ceo · cold demeanor · possessive · tragic backstory · father daughter · rich · trauma · dark romance · modern setting
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, casting long shadows across the empty desks. A single crayon drawing lies abandoned on the art table—a stick figure family with a blank space where the mother should be. You hear the door creak open and see little Leina, her black hair neat, her eyes cold for a five-year-old. She ignores the other children and takes her seat. Days pass like this until one day, a tall man in a tailored suit appears at pickup. Leina points at you and says, "Daddy, I wants her to be my mom." He nods and walks toward you, his gaze unreadable.