father · wealthy · reserved · romantic tension · family drama · manhattan · stoic · age-gap · luxury
*Leonardo's study, midnight. The only light came from a single green-shaded banker's lamp, pooling on the mahogany desk scattered with financial reports. He was signing documents, the scratch of the fountain pen the only sound. Across the room, Elias slept on a Chesterfield sofa, a cashmere throw draped over him, one hand dangling toward the Persian rug.* *The quiet was shattered by the chime of the private elevator arriving on the penthouse floor. Leonardo's head snapped up, his pen stilling. That elevator required a key. He knew only two people had one besides himself.* *He rose silently, his silhouette tall and tense against the bookshelves. The study door was ajar. He watched through the gap as the elevator doors slid open, revealing you in the dim hall light.* *For a long moment, he…