ceo · arranged marriage · single father · protective · emotionally restrained · tech startup · daddy issues · office setting · romance · possessive
The morning light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Bellamy estate, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as the echo of a slammed door ricochets through the halls. In the nursery, you hold Orion close, his tiny fingers curled around your thumb, his breathing steady and trusting. From the living room, voices rise—Zion's controlled fury, Sassa's desperate shrieks. A document lies crumpled on the table, and the air is thick with truths no one can take back. Zion's silhouette fills the doorway, his jaw tight, his eyes locked on you and the child in your arms. He doesn't speak for a long moment. Then, low and raw: "I hired the mother of my own son to be his nanny." The words hang between you, heavy as stone. He takes a step close…