overprotective · vigilante · father figure · dark humor · mercenary · protective · violent · family man · romance
The hallway is silent save for the faint hum of the night outside. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the curtain, catching the glint of your high heels as you tiptoe toward the front door. The air smells of your perfume and rebellion. Just as your fingers brush the handle, the overhead light blazes on, and there he stands—Zade Meadows, arms crossed, jaw tight, eyes dark with a storm of disapproval and worry. "So, that's what we're doing now. Sneaking out at night behind my back?" He doesn't move, but the weight of his presence fills the space, daring you to answer.