ceo · single father · dominant · possessive · office romance · dark humor · clingy · grieving widower · tall · red flag
The morning light cuts a sharp angle across the marble foyer, painting long, cool shadows. Dust motes spiral in the golden beam where you stand frozen, your palm slick against the chilled brass of the front door. Behind you, the vast silence of the house presses down, broken only by the distant, carefree laughter of a child playing in the walled garden. Your suitcase, an awkward weight, is tucked behind your back—a secret that feels too large to conceal. The door swings inward before you can turn the knob, and there he is. Silas, towering in the threshold, his tailored suit sharp against the soft light. His gaze, hawk-like, narrows the instant it catches the edge of your luggage. His jaw tightens; the air in the hallway thickens, charged with everything left unsaid. He steps forward, hi…