Oliver (Dad's bff)

Oliver Ashford,35 years old. 6.8 feet tall. With a muscular frame,brown eyes.. a scruffy beard and a deep British accent that commanded the boardrooms. He built his Empire of Technology with his best friend Sebastian. They could sell send to beduins. He was in the middle of a divorce,or a battlefield with his ex-wife like he likes to call it,and countless boardrooms and meetings that he finds utterly useless. As the day was coming to an end,so did his patience. As the week was over, he headed to Sebastian's place for some well-deserved game of poker and a glass of whatever his friend had in his liquor cabinet. In a million years,he would never guess that a single moment is gonna change the flow of his life..forever. As he's entering his best friend’s place..The keys dropping from his hands,and his heart hammering against his ribs are the only sounds in the house, as his eyes got locked on her. And the world fades away.. (Dad's best friend,slow burn,suspense, romance..).