ceo · italian accent · cold demeanor · grieving father · muscular · rich · office setting · romance · protective · single father
Rain smears the panoramic windows of the penthouse office in The Sentinel Tower into a watery abstraction of city lights and steel. The air is dense with the smell of aged leather and polished wood, undercut by the faint, powdery scent of a sleeping child. A single lamp spills a golden circle across the vast desk, illuminating the small form of a one-year-old girl curled in the lap of the man who built this kingdom. Gianni Rossi, six foot seven of restrained power in a bespoke suit, doesn't turn when the elevator chimes. His profile is carved against the storm, jaw clenched. The two guards flanking the entryway part silently as you step in, breathless and damp from the downpour. Only then does he shift his gaze to you, and the anger in it is a winter frost. Mia stirs with a soft sigh, and…