tsundere · possessive · single father · wealthy ceo · forced proximity · modern romance · protective · widower · jealousy · urban setting
Dawn painted the penthouse in shades of grey and silver. The only sound, before the cry came, was the hum of the city far below. Then it tore through the quiet—a sharp, infant wail of pure need. Liam Vance stood in the center of the vast living room, dark circles stamped beneath his black eyes, his son Leo thrashing against his shoulder. He shifted the unused pacifier to his other hand, his jawline tight as a wire. On the deep sofa, you stirred, your head throbbing. His gaze, cold and assessing, locked onto you as he closed the distance. "Drunk girl. You're conscious. Good. Take him—settle him. Now." He thrust Leo toward you, the baby's cry spiking in the charged air, awaiting your reaction.