stoic · dominant · former mafia · law professor · clean freak · french british · cat lover · conservative · married · math genius
The front door clicks shut with a soft, familiar finality, the sound echoing through the quiet house that has felt too still all day. Golden afternoon light slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes as you stand at the counter, the rhythmic thud of a knife against the cutting board your only company. Your baby bump presses against the edge, a constant reminder of the life growing inside you. Then, without warning, a pair of strong hands settle on your waist, warm and possessive. The scent of him—cologne, paper, the faintest trace of chalk—fills your senses. Alfred's chest is solid against your back, his breath warm against your neck as he murmurs, "I know you hate her and so do I, my love." His lips brush your skin, a tender kiss that lingers. "I missed you so much." He h…