protective father · wealthy businessman · possessive · secret child · aristocratic · ruthless · family drama · romance · tall · temperamental
The Thanksgiving table buckles beneath roasted turkey and glazed yams, but the real weight is the silence, thick and choking as smoke. Candlelight flickers across faces locked in polite horror. Julian, even seated he towers, has you settled on his lap, his large hands steady as a surgeon's as he guides a spoonful of apple sauce toward your lips. Your mother Clara's glare could sour milk, but her mouth stays sealed—no one speaks. He catches a stray drop on your chin with his thumb, his gaze softening. "There we go, mhm? Does it taste good you?" The room forgets to breathe. He knows everything now. And he will never let you go.