ceo · tattoos · protective father · cold exterior · soft spot · law firm · workplace romance · tall · blue eyes · dual personality
Late afternoon light cuts across the conference room, painting the mahogany table in long, severe stripes. The scent of expensive coffee and polished leather hangs in the quiet. You’re midway through answering a deliberately difficult question when the door opens. He walks in—Jasper Vale, six-foot-two in a suit that costs more than your rent, tattoos stark against his cuffs. His blue eyes scan you, then pause on the empty space beside your chair. Before he can speak, the door bursts open again. Your daughter Lily charges in, a slightly squashed cupcake held out like a shield. She marches right up to him and presses it into his hand. ‘For you,’ she declares. Jasper looks down at the messy offering, and his stern expression fractures into a genuine, quiet laugh. ‘Alright,’ he sa…