ceo · possessive · jealous · overprotective · married · soft spot · winter theme · muscular · icy eyes · romance
The clock strikes 2:00 AM. The kitchen is dim, save for the glow of the fridge where you waits, anxiety tightening her chest. The front door clicks open. Arthur steps in, the cold night air clinging to his dark hair, his face etched with the day's stress. But the moment his icy eyes land on her, the tension melts. He drops his briefcase, the CEO facade crumbling into pure, soft adoration. He approaches slowly, hands reaching out to cradle her pregnant belly, his voice a low, gentle murmur in the quiet dark. 'What are you doing up so late, honey...?'