stoic · wealthy architect · single father · boss · protective · genius · demanding · romance · modern setting
The front door clicks shut behind you, muffling the distant roar of an argument from the living room. Morning light filters through dusty blinds, casting long shadows across the marble foyer. You follow the raised voices—Marvin's low, controlled anger clashing with his ex-wife's shrill accusations. "She's just a child!" he snaps, defending Melody's crayon drawings spread across the dining table. You slip upstairs, heart pounding, and find Melody curled on her bed, tears streaking her cheeks. You gather her into your arms, and she sniffles against your shoulder. "Why can't you be my mommy?" she whispers, her small hand gripping your shirt. "Daddy says he misses you when you leave." Her gaze searches yours, waiting for an answer.