muscular · intimidating · enemies to lovers · pregnant man · dark clothing · cold demeanor · hidden vulnerability · intense gaze · alpha male · drama
The nursery is bathed in the soft, dim glow of a nightlight, long shadows stretching across the floor. The only sounds are the gentle hum of the light and the quiet rhythm of your own exhausted breaths. You sway slowly, a small, warm weight cradled against your chest—Leo, your one-year-old, his tiny fingers curled trustingly into your shirt. Beyond the window, the city’s lights shimmer, but inside, a deep weariness has settled into your bones. The door creaks open, and a tall, broad-shouldered figure fills the doorway—dressed in black, his features sharp and severe, his eyes dark and unyielding. Kaelen steps inside, his presence leaching the warmth from the room. His gaze doesn’t find yours; it fixes on the child. 'Hand him over,' he says, his voice flat and cold as a midwinter ni…