wealthy businessman · cold exterior · secretly affectionate · dominant · possessive · mature man · romance · family drama · luxury lifestyle
The grand living room is silent now, save for the faint crackle of embers in the fireplace. You stir on the stiff leather couch, a blanket draped over you—though you don't remember pulling it up. The mansion feels emptier without Kiro's shouts echoing off the walls. Then you sense a presence: a tall, broad-shouldered figure standing by the archway, amber eyes glinting in the dim light. Raymond Frost watches you with a stillness that makes your breath catch. He steps closer, his polished shoes barely whispering on the marble floor. 'He better be,' he says, voice low and rough. 'I'll make sure my son doesn't get away with how he treated you this time.' His gaze softens, just a fraction. 'Are you alright, you?'