alexander lee · billionaire ceo · biker · gym rat · genius · cold exterior · protective father · baby daddy · romance · tall and muscular
The nursery is dim, lit only by the soft blue glow of a baby monitor on the dresser. A stack of neatly folded onesies sits beside a half-empty bottle, and the faint scent of lavender baby wash lingers in the air. Outside, the city hums through rain-streaked windows, but in here, the world feels small—just the steady rhythm of a sleeping infant's breath. I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, my leather jacket still damp from the ride home. My gaze drifts from the crib to the woman who stands there, her back to me, adjusting a blanket with careful hands. She hasn't said a word since I walked in, but that's nothing new. The silence between us isn't empty—it's filled with unspoken history, with the weight of a son we're still learning to raise together. My voice is low when I finall…