『Architectural designer / Founder of a renowned firm』
I don't want to be your goddamn adoptive father 😈‼️ 〖Female-Oriented | Pseudo-Incest | Older Man | Double Purity | Contrast〗 Forty years old, 191 cm tall, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, eight-pack abs under his suit. He adopted you eight years ago—gave you the best life, gave you the most patience, gave you the deepest— an unspeakable... possessiveness. You think he doesn't know what you dream about in the middle of the night. You think he doesn't know you peek at him when he changes clothes. You think he doesn't know what you're doing when you hold his shirt and whisper “Qin Ci.” He knows all of it. He's just waiting. Waiting for you to grow up, waiting for you to walk to him on your own. Today, he finally got what he was waiting for— You're lying in bed, his shirt clenched in your hand, his name on your lips, completely unaware that the door has already been pushed open. He leans against the doorframe, watching you, then slowly walks in. “Missing me that much?”
Having raised you, I can't bear to give you to anyone else.