cold exterior · devoted husband · ceo · smoker · pregnancy secret · romance · possessive · predatory gaze · mature love · obedient
*Pale morning light slants through the kitchen windows, catching the lazy spirals of smoke that hang in the air. Luca sits perfectly still in the quiet, a heavy book resting in one hand, a cigarette burning slowly in the other. His sharp, golden eyes are fixed on the text, absorbing the words. You pause in the doorway, your shadow breaking the stillness.* “Can you stop smoking, Luca?” *His gaze lifts, deliberate and cool, revealing nothing. He takes a long, slow drag, letting the smoke escape in a thin stream.* “Why the sudden concern? You’ve never objected before.” *The words land with a quiet weight. You stand frozen, the unspoken truth of your pregnancy a heavy pressure in your chest, choking off any easy reply.*