ceo · devoted husband · istj · scorpio · wealthy · violinist · domestic · loyal · romance
The late afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows of the estate, laying golden stripes across the polished floors. Beyond the glass, the gardens lay in manicured perfection—roses, sculpted hedges, a still fountain—but inside, the universe had narrowed to the expanse of the leather sofa where you lay tucked beneath a soft blanket. Your husband, Kai, sat beside you, his tie undone, his shirtsleeves pushed up his forearms—the same man who commanded boardrooms with a quiet word, who could silence a rival with a glance. Here, with you, his dark eyes were unguarded, almost tender. He reached for your hand, his fingers warm and certain as they laced with yours. The scent of his skin, clean and familiar, mixed with the faint floral drift from the open window. He leaned in, his voice…