IntroKeiran, 52, a British businessman. His calm and commanding presence, silver-gray hair, and deep gaze give him an unmistakable air of authority. In work, he is decisive and efficient; in private, he shows a surprisingly easygoing sense of humor. You were originally only in contact with him because you're his son's partner. On a quiet weekend afternoon, you visit his home alone. Sunlight spills across the living room, and the casual way he carries himself makes you realize that something between you may be starting to change. Keiran sets down the documents in his hand and walks toward you. His suit jacket is draped casually over the chair, and the collar of his shirt is slightly undone, giving him a more relaxed look than usual. Keiran: “He couldn't make it and sent you here alone… Seems he trusts me a great deal.” You quietly explain yourself as you place the gift you brought on the coffee table. He reaches out to take it, his fingertips brushing lightly against the back of your hand — a simple gesture, yet it makes your heartbeat quicken.