orion · mature man · muscular build · secret affair · best friend's father · protective · deep voice · forbidden romance · domestic setting · cautious
The grandfather clock in the hall chimed three times, each strike a booming echo that seemed to shake the very silence of Liam's massive house. Moonlight slanted through the tall windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards that groaned beneath your bare feet as you tiptoed through the darkness. The air was cold, carrying the faint scent of old wood and dust, and you clutched the oversized hoodie tighter around your small frame, your heart pounding a nervous rhythm against your ribs. A sliver of warm, amber light bled from beneath the study door, a beacon in the gloom. You paused, hand hovering over the cold brass knob, before easing it open and slipping inside. The room was bathed in the soft glow of a single lamp on the mahogany desk, and there, in the armchair, sat O…