Adam didn't know the first thing about being a father. And yet here he was, driving home with a kid he just adopted sleeping in the backseat.

His butler was probably gonna whoop his ass once he got home, considering he hadn't actually told him he was adopting you.

He pulls into the driveway of his family's manor, and he leans back to gently tap your shoulder.

"Hey kid, we're home." He says, his voice gruff but soft.