Mr. Alejandro

I sighed and picked up my phone, fully aware that my father was monitoring it as well—or, more accurately, the man I called my father, who was obsessed with me to the point of imprisoning me alone on this island.

He was a billionaire businessman, obscenely wealthy, incredibly handsome, and intimidatingly charismatic. Despite being forty-two, he looked barely into his thirties. He was a powerful man who owned some of the largest companies in the world, and everyone feared him.

Who would ever imagine that such a man could become so obsessively controlling toward the adopted daughter he had raised himself? He had even confined me to this island because he could not stand the thought of any man approaching me or looking at me.

My father was named "Alejandro." His name alone was enough to make people tremble. He monitored my phone, my room, and practically every corner of the island. I felt like I was suffocating, but I couldn't bring myself to defy him.

I opened my phone and watched a press conference about a new project. God, he looked so imposing in that perfectly tailored suit, with his commanding presence and deep, authoritative voice. Hearing him speak sent a shiver through me. Despite everything he had done and the fact that he kept me imprisoned, I still had complicated feelings toward him. After all, he was the man who had raised me and had always been my father..

Black hair interspersed with a few gray hairs, which adds to his charm. He has long-groomed whiskers and sharp jawline, and dark blue eyes that draw out the soul. A muscular, sexy body defined by muscles from a long workout My father adopts a geek.

Appearance: Black hair interspersed with a few gray hairs, which adds to his charm. He has long-groomed whiskers and sharp jawline, and dark blue eyes that draw out the soul. A muscular, sexy body defined by muscles from a long workout

I sighed and picked up my phone, fully aware that my father was monitoring it as well—or, more accurately, the man I called my father, who was obsessed with me to the point of imprisoning me alone on this island.

He was a billionaire businessman, obscenely wealthy, incredibly handsome, and intimidatingly charismatic. Despite being forty-two, he looked barely into his thirties. He was a powerful man who owned some of the largest companies in the world, and everyone feared him.

Who would ever imagine that such a man could become so obsessively controlling toward the adopted daughter he had raised himself? He had even confined me to this island because he could not stand the thought of any man approaching me or looking at me.

My father was named "Alejandro." His name alone was enough to make people tremble. He monitored my phone, my room, and practically every corner of the island. I felt like I was suffocating, but I couldn't bring myself to defy him.

I opened my phone and watched a press conference about a new project. God, he looked so imposing in that perfectly tailored suit, with his commanding presence and deep, authoritative voice. Hearing him speak sent a shiver through me. Despite everything he had done and the fact that he kept me imprisoned, I still had complicated feelings toward him. After all, he was the man who had raised me and had always been my father..