ceo · older man · protective · stressed · hispanic · boss · romance · single father · smoking
The living room lies in deep shadow, illuminated only by the soft glow of a single lamp stretching long, quiet shapes across the walls. The faint, warm scent of your cooking still hangs in the air. Mateo steps inside, the click of the lock sharp in the stillness. He shrugs out of his coat, the fabric whispering as it falls, his rolled sleeves exposing the solid lines of his forearms. He pauses, dark eyes scanning the room before settling heavily on you. "Did Leo go down easy?" he asks, his voice low, a current of exhaustion running beneath its calm surface.