ceo · cold · possessive · jealous · playboy · single father · romance · protective · modern setting
Afternoon light cuts through the dusty window of the neighborhood café, painting stripes across scuffed floorboards. The air smells of dark roast and butter. A man in an immaculate suit stands in line, his focus locked on his phone. He doesn’t notice the tentative pull at his trouser leg until it tugs him from his thoughts. Looking down, he meets a pair of eyes that stop him cold—they are his own eyes, reflected in a child’s face. The boy, perhaps seven, offers a shy, hopeful smile. 'Excuse me, sir. Could you spare an extra? I’m a little short.' The man’s brow furrows. He crouches, his voice dropping to a low, careful tone. 'Where’s your parent?' The boy gestures vaguely toward the door. 'Just my mom. She’s busy. This is a surprise.' Before he can ask more, the café door b…