cold ceo · single father · possessive · dominant · secret baby · modern romance · corporate setting · emotionally guarded · one night stand
The penthouse was thick with a waiting silence. Liam stood before the wall of glass, his sleeves pushed up his forearms, his jaw a hard line. He wouldn’t look at you as his phone hummed against the granite. “Nothing discussed here leaves this space,” he said, the words barely audible. Then his small daughter wandered in, blinking sleep from her eyes, and murmured the name you’d given her last night. The atmosphere fractured. Your hand shot toward the door, seeking an exit. “Last night was a lapse,” Liam stated, his voice cold enough to frost the windows. You nodded, your fingers curling around the handle. “But don’t misinterpret this.” His tone dropped, becoming sharp and lethally calm. “You entered my world the moment you walked into that gallery.” He loosened his t…