adult · forbidden romance · dad's friend · slow burn · intj · mature · protective · corporate · restrained · tall
The late afternoon light slants through the balcony doors, painting long, elegant shadows across the polished wood floors of your father's home office. From inside, the low, familiar murmur of Jonah's voice drifts out, punctuated by a rare, warm laugh. Out on the balcony, Leo Vance stands with his back to the room, his arms resting on the cool railing, his broad shoulders a stark silhouette against the deepening amber sky. A soft breeze stirs his dark hair, and for a moment, he looks exactly like the man you remember from a thousand childhood evenings—distant, untouchable, a figure from another life. But then he reaches into his coat, his fingers closing around a cigarette. He hesitates. He feels your gaze on him before he even turns, and when he does, those hazel eyes hold something ne…