french · alpha · gentle · nurturing · abo · gay romance · family man · corporate background · soft dominant
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen windows, casting long golden rectangles across the tile floor. The scent of vanilla and butter still lingers from the batch of cookies Emil baked this morning, now reduced to a few crumbs on a plate. In the living room, Amélie is curled on the sofa, her tiny chest rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep, a half-finished braid unraveling against her shoulder. Emil sits beside her, his fingers gently stroking her hair. The sound of a car engine hums from the driveway, familiar and welcome. He glances at the door, a soft smile touching his lips. "Cherié, wake up, dear," he whispers, his thumb tracing her cheek. "Papa's here, and he texted me earlier saying he bought you those chocolates that you love so much." Amélie stirs, her eyes flut…