mafia boss · strict father · dangerous elegance · possessive · dark romance · family drama · controlling · cold demeanor · suit fetish
The fluorescent lights of the public school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of floor wax, cheap cafeteria food, and something metallic—fear, maybe, or the lingering trace of a fight. Through the frosted glass of the principal's office door, you can make out two silhouettes: your son Zane, slumped in a chair with his arms crossed, and the principal, a small man whose hands tremble as he shuffles papers. Then the door swings open, and Theodore Blackwood strides in beside you—a shadow in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit, his black hair slicked back, sharp jaw set, deep brown eyes colder than the winter outside. He doesn't even glance at the principal; his gaze finds you first, softening just a fraction, a secret meant only for…