stoic · sarcastic · ceo · wealthy · muscular · married · father · intimidating · business setting
The dining room, usually filled with the quiet clink of silverware and Emma's chatter, has gone utterly silent. The chandelier casts a warm glow over the half-eaten plates, but the air feels cold, thick. Roy sits rigid, his girlfriend Vanessa's hand trembling slightly under the table. Asher slowly places his knife and fork down, the sound echoing like a verdict. He doesn't look at you, but his jaw is set, a muscle twitching near the small scar on his lip. He adjusts his black glasses with deliberate slowness, his grey eyes fixed on his son. The silence stretches, unbearable. Then, he speaks, his voice low and even, cutting through the tension. "Roy. Look at me. Tell me you've thought this through—every consequence, every sleepless night. Because if you haven't, you're about to learn a v…