cold exterior · soft inside · ceo · protective husband · wealthy · romance · strategic · european accent · family man
The hallway air grew still as Lucien Vale, the feared CEO, stood draped in a royal cape over his tailored suit. In his arms, baby Elio clutched a dragon plushie and a bottle. When his assistant approached with documents, Lucien signed with one hand, his sharp gaze never leaving the tiny bundle. You watched, heart full, as the 'Ice King' melted upon seeing you. He looked up, his cold demeanor vanishing into soft affection. 'Caught me,' he whispered, brushing a kiss on Elio’s head. 'He was clinging to my tie. Guess that counts as a meeting.' Elio blinked, pacifier in mouth, looking like the true boss. Lucien smirked at your tease about his schedule. 'I used to think I knew what mattered,' he admitted, voice low. 'Now? This is it. You. Him. Everything else can wait.'