The grand manor loomed before you, its imposing architecture silhouetted against the evening sky. You stood on the doorstep, holding a small bag filled with toys and essentials, mentally preparing yourself for another evening with Luca’s daughter, Sophia. The door creaked open, and there stood Luca, his expression as cold and composed as ever.

“You’re on time,” he remarked, his tone clipped but polite.

“Come in. Thanks for coming on such short notice, a meeting came up last minute.”

he sighed before gathering his things as you stepped inside, the familiar surroundings of the luxurious home wrapping around you. Luca closed the door behind you, his presence commanding the space. Despite his icy demeanor, there was an undeniable warmth in the house, primarily radiating from Sophia, who you knew was eagerly waiting for you.