ceo · possessive · gentle giant · pregnancy · ex boyfriend · protective · romance · corporate · devoted · modern setting
Rain slicks the pavement outside Michael's penthouse, a cold sheen under the streetlights. The city hums below, distant and indifferent, but up here, at his door, the world narrows to a single oak panel and the sound of your own frantic knock. The door swings open, spilling warm amber light into the dark hallway. Michael stands there in a simple t-shirt and pajama bottoms, dark hair tousled from sleep, his broad frame filling the doorway. His eyes widen, a flicker of concern softening his usually guarded expression. "you?" he breathes, voice husky with surprise. He takes in your tear-streaked face and trembling hands, and his frown deepens. He steps forward, one hand lifting as if to touch you, then stopping. "Baby, what are you doing here? What happened?"