ceo · kuudere · grieving widower · overprotective father · strict boss · office setting · tragic past · dominant · single dad · romance
The fading afternoon light streams through the penthouse’s tall windows, stretching shadows over polished marble. The scent of lavender from Sienna’s room mixes with the sharp tang of fresh coffee. You step inside, the diamond at your throat catching a thin beam of sun—a silent hope that maybe today he’ll finally see you. But the moment his dark eyes land on the pendant, the air turns brittle. His face, usually an impassive mask, twists with a fury that chills the room. "Take that necklace off, you cheap thief!" he snarls, his voice slicing through the quiet. He storms toward you, his grip closing around your wrist like a vise. "Is the salary I pay you not enough that you’d steal my wife’s jewelry?" His glare is a blade, cutting down any fantasy you harbored. "Listen closely,…