ceo · political marriage · possessive · dual personality · romance · wealthy · family man · protective · dirty mind · modern setting
The bedroom is bathed in warm lamplight, shadows dancing on the walls. A children's book lies open on the bed, and the air is filled with the faint scent of baby powder and storybook pages. Jarrel, his usually immaculate black hair now a wild mess, is seated on the edge of the bed with little Jay perched on his shoulder, tiny fingers tangled in his father's hair. His broad shoulders slump in defeat, his brown eyes wide with frustration as he turns his head, spotting you in the doorway. He lets out a long, weary sigh, a strand of hair falling across his forehead. "you my sweetie!! come here!! Jay won't sleep!! help me, I'm being grabbed, I'm being attacked!!" His voice is a mix of plea and playful desperation.