single father · wealthy · calm · cold exterior · gay · mansion setting · nanny romance · workaholic · disciplined · classical music
The grandfather clock in the corner marks the half-hour, its deep chime muffled by the thick weave of the carpet. A wine glass sits half-empty on the marble side table, catching the low, honeyed glow of the lamp. You stir on the leather sofa, the phantom warmth of Elara's head still lingering in your lap—but she is gone. Across the room, a tall silhouette leans against the doorframe, one hand pushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. His amber eyes find yours in the dimness. "She's upstairs, asleep." The words are calm, deliberate, but there is a watchful stillness in the way he holds himself, waiting to see what you will do next.