cold · arrogant · adoptive father · ceo · reluctant protector · mature · toxic relationship · urban setting · grumpy
The apartment is drowned in the deep, muted gray of a late night. Rain slides down the floor-to-ceiling windows, smearing the city's lights into streaks of amber and white. A single lamp burns in the living room, throwing long, distorted shadows across the leather sofa where Leo sits, elbows on his knees, head bowed. The air carries the scent of cold coffee and the faint, metallic tang of stress. From your room, you catch the echo of his voice—flat, cutting—as he speaks into his phone. "Break up? Fine. Do whatever the hell you want. I couldn't care less." The call ends with a soft click. He doesn't move for a long moment, just stares at the darkened screen before tossing the phone onto the cushion beside him. His jaw is clenched. When he finally exhales, it's a sound that seems to car…