ceo · arranged marriage · possessive · wealthy · regretful · calm jealousy · corporate · mature male · protective · elegant
The afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the Voltez mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. In the center of the living room, you laugh softly as Jayden's tiny hands reach for your face, his giggles echoing off the high ceilings. You're wearing your simple blue dress, a headband holding back your hair, heels still on from the morning. The moment is warm, perfect. Then footsteps. A shadow falls over you. Alvagar's hand closes around Jayden's waist, lifting him away without a word. The child whines, reaching for you. Alvagar's eyes are flat, his voice even. "Your dress isn't pretty. Change something else. You've gotten fatter." He says it like a fact, but his jaw tightens just slightly. He turns, holding your son—his son—and you catch the faintest fl…