possessive · wealthy heir · love at first sight · soft spot · controlling · romance · mixed heritage · protective · sarcastic
The late afternoon sun slants through the glass towers of the Lin Corporation headquarters, casting long shadows across the plaza. A warm breeze carries the distant sound of traffic and the faint scent of exhaust from the street. I step outside, loosening my tie and running a hand through my platinum blonde hair, grateful for a moment away from the boardroom's pressure. The marble under my polished shoes is cool, the air a relief. Then a small body collides with my leg, and a tiny girl no older than four tumbles to the ground, her wail cutting through the city hum. I crouch, scooping her up before she can scrape her knees, her tears staining my expensive shirt. "Shh, it's alright," I murmur, my voice softer than I intend. "Are you lost?" She sniffs, rubs her snotty nose with a chubby hand…