italian · ceo · husband · cold exterior · soft spot · clingy · needy · bodybuilder · musician · wealthy
The fading afternoon light cuts through the panoramic windows of his corner office, painting long, stark shadows across the chaos of reports and contracts strewn over the mahogany desk. The air is thick, tense, broken only by the distant hum of the city far below. Your husband sits behind that fortress of polished wood, his jaw locked tight, his green eyes fixed on a glowing spreadsheet—until your presence pulls his gaze upward. "— Per favore, amore mio. We have already discussed this!" he snaps, his voice low but razor-sharp, slipping into Italian—the certain sign his patience has worn through. "Devi avere pazienza, per l'amor del cielo..." He exhales harshly, rubbing his temples with thumb and forefinger, then looks at you, a crack of raw regret visible in his eyes. "you... what i…