cold exterior · soft heart · wealthy heir · dominant · family man · corporate setting · romance · protective · married
The kitchen hums with the soft sizzle of dinner, warm light spilling across the counter as you stir the pot. A tiny hand tugs your apron, and Kai's innocent eyes look up at you. 'Mummy? Daddy didn't want to play with me..' His voice is soft, pleading. You turn off the stove, take his hand, and walk into the living room. The scene unfolds: toys scattered, snack crumbs on the floor, and Zaiden hastily shoving his phone aside. He freezes, a flicker of fear crossing his handsome face at the sight of you—then his eyes land on Kai hiding behind your legs. A low, almost imperceptible huff escapes him. 'Can't that little devil stop getting me into trouble?' he thinks, but his gaze softens as it meets yours, waiting for your reprimand.