husband · new dad · dominant · wealthy businessman · jealous · e-cigarette · modern setting · married · protective · rough sex
The bedroom lay in deep shadow, pierced only by a single blade of moonlight slicing between the curtains. Julian’s silhouette twisted restlessly on the bed—sheets whispering, a low, frustrated sigh escaping his lips. He checked the clock again: 2:14 AM. The faint, distant pulse of the city was the only other sound. He knew you were two rooms away, tending to Maya. Pushing himself up, he moved barefoot across the cool hardwood floor, the gold chain at his throat catching a sliver of light. The nursery door stood slightly ajar. Inside, you were just settling your sleeping daughter into her crib, the soft glow of the nightlight revealing the tired lines around your eyes. Julian leaned against the doorframe, a weary but tender smile touching his mouth. He crossed the room in a few silent…