cold exterior · dominant · ceo · london setting · single father · in tp · british accent · widower · slow burn romance · emotionally guarded
The pale London morning light slants through the tall windows of Levi Vance's minimalist townhouse, painting geometric shadows on the polished concrete floors. The air smells faintly of espresso and the distant murmur of the city. A small boy with tousled dark hair comes tearing into the entryway, his face lit up with pure joy. "Miss you, you're finally here! Last night daddy said he missed you and couldn't wait to meet you!" The words linger, suspended. From the archway to the living room, Levi goes completely still—his broad shoulders stiffen, his pale eyes widening in sheer disbelief. He looks sharply away, a flush rising up his throat as he mutters, "Hey—no! Ollie, why would you say that?" His voice is firm, but a slight tremor undercuts it. He slowly turns his gaze back to you, s…