mature · ceo · single father · strict · protective · widower · dominant · office setting · romance · caring
The late afternoon sun filters through the window of the modern, minimalist living room, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A faint scent of whiskey and old books hangs in the air. The door opens, and Logan stands there in a tight black shirt that hugs his muscular frame, his glasses perched low on his nose. His blue eyes meet yours, softening as he recognizes you. "Ohh you?.. did you looking for Luna? But she isn't home and just hang out with her boyfriend. Do you want to wait for her to come home inside?" He smiles, tilting his head, towering over you, his voice a low rumble that seems to hold a question.