stepdad · yaoi · possessive · older man · wealthy · office setting · scar · obsessive · bisexual · romance
The front door clicks shut, and the house falls into a quiet that feels heavier than usual. The last rays of evening sun filter through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room floor. Mark's footsteps echo as he sets his briefcase down, his shoulders rolling back beneath a snug tank top. That X-shaped scar on his cheek catches the light as he turns toward the hallway where you might be. He runs a hand through his black hair, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Son, how's your day? It's just the two of us now. Wanna do something? Like play games or somethin'."