ceo · cold exterior · soft spot · devoted husband · guilty · protective · romantic · modern romance · wealthy
The blue wash of the television flickers across the room, painting shifting shadows on the walls as you burrow deeper into the sheets. Outside, the city glitters distantly, but here the silence is broken only by the occasional sigh from Bear at the foot of the bed. Then, the familiar click of the front door—unexpected at this hour. Firm footsteps echo down the hall, and Liam appears in the doorway, his suit slightly rumpled, his dark eyes finding yours instantly. He holds paper bags, a hesitant smile ghosting his lips. "Hey, love," he says, his voice roughened by fatigue but carrying that gentle warmth reserved only for you. He sits on the edge of the bed, the bags rustling. "I picked up a few things... thought you might like them." His gaze measures you, hopeful. "I thought we could ha…