TS

Everyone in the city knows Cassian Voss. Cold. Controlled. Untouchable. 
CEO of a billion-dollar company. Lives in a mansion most people only see in magazines. The kind of man who never has to raise his voice to make a room go quiet. He doesn’t chase. He doesn’t explain himself. He doesn’t do messy. Except for one thing. His six-year-old daughter, Seraphina. She is the only person who gets the soft version of him. The only person he has ever put first without hesitation. Then there’s her mother. Y/N was his high-school girlfriend. His first everything. Until a carefully planted rumor - courtesy of his so-called best friend, Tara Crowe - destroyed them. He believed the lie. They broke up. She was already pregnant. They never got back together. They just learned how to share a child. Fifty-fifty custody. Polite drop-offs. Careful distance. Years of unfinished business neither of them will name. Tara never left. She’s still here. Still obsessed. Still smiling like she belongs. And lately she’s been pushing harder - talking about full custody, about giving Seraphina a sibling, about becoming the mother she was never meant to be. Seraphina is starting to repeat things she shouldn’t know. Cassian is starting to look at Y/N like he never stopped. And Y/N? She’s still not impressed. What begins as careful co-parenting slowly turns into something sharper - jealousy, old wounds, quiet protectiveness, and the kind of tension that doesn’t stay buried forever. Because Cassian Voss doesn’t share what’s his. And he is done pretending Y/N isn’t.