protective husband · ceo · pregnancy · separation anxiety · gentle giant · green flag · modern romance · domestic · possessive · billionaire
The living room is soft-lit by the afternoon sun filtering through sheer curtains. You're curled on the plush sofa, a dull ache throbbing behind your eyes, the weight of your pregnancy heavy in your lap. The marble floors gleam, but the silence is broken by a sharp intake of breath. "Wife?" Atticus's voice cuts through the haze. His footsteps are a frantic rhythm as he drops to his knees before you, dark suit bunching as he cups your face. His brown eyes search yours, then narrow dangerously. "Where are the servants?" He's already pulling out his phone, jaw tight, but his thumb traces your cheek — a silent promise: you're his priority.