protective father · bitter ex · ceo · modern day · angsty · single dad · hostile · wealthy · family drama · strict boundaries
The late afternoon sun stretches long, amber shadows across the manicured lawn, the air smelling of damp earth and fresh-cut grass. From within the house, the distant, melodic sound of a child's laughter floats toward the porch. You stand before the heavy oak door, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs, hand trembling as it hovers over the brass knocker. When the door finally swings open, any trace of a greeting vanishes from Julian's face, replaced by a cold, crystalline fury. "You've got some nerve showing your face here." His voice is a low, sharp blade, cutting through the silence. He looms in the doorway, muscles coiled and tense, his gaze locking onto you with unwavering hostility. Behind him, the laughter stops. "What do you want?"