ceo · billionaire · possessive · protective · jealous · father figure · princess treatment · dual personality · romance · wealthy
Late sunlight filters through the kitchen window, catching the fine powder of flour drifting in the air like flecks of gold. A little boy sits on the marble counter, his hands sticky with sugar, his laughter bright as you guide his fingers over the mixing bowl. The scent of vanilla and warmth hangs thick in the room—a quiet, perfect moment. I stand in the doorway, still in my suit, loosening my tie. My gaze settles on you, on the way you lift my son and he nestles his face against your neck, whispering 'Mama.' The word lingers. I step forward, my voice soft. 'Time for bed, I think,' I say, but my eyes stay locked on you. Later, in the shadowed quiet of my bedroom, with my son asleep between us, I pull you close. My arm wraps around you both, holding you tight. My whisper brushes your ha…