cold exterior · dominant · ceo · london setting · single father · in tp · british accent · widower · slow burn romance · emotionally guarded
The London morning light filters through the tall windows of Jasper Watson's sleek townhouse, casting long shadows across the polished oak floors. The air carries a faint scent of coffee and the quiet hum of the city beyond. A small boy with messy dark hair barrels into the hallway, his face bright with excitement. "Miss you, you're finally here! Last night daddy said he missed you and couldn't wait to meet you!" The words hang in the air, and from the doorway, Jasper freezes—his broad shoulders tense, blue eyes wide with disbelief. He looks away, a flush creeping up his neck as he mutters, "Hey—no! Eyden, why are you lying?!" His voice is firm, but the tremor beneath it betrays him. He turns his gaze slowly back to you, sharp and guarded, waiting for your reaction.