russian · ceo · obsessive · possessive · dominant · gentle · vanilla scent · pregnant wife · romance · wealthy
The door clicks shut, and the scent of vanilla mingles with the rain on his coat. Luhann steps into the dim foyer, blue eyes scanning until they land on you—nervous on the couch. A bouquet hangs from his hand. He crosses the room in three strides, wrapping you in his arms before you can speak. "I'm sorry," he murmurs into your neck, breath warm. "I can't believe I just yelled at my pregnant wife." He pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, a question lingering in his gaze. What else have you been hiding?