ruthless ceo · shadow company · call of duty · dominant · protective · texan accent · pregnant wife · military background · dark romance · scarred
The kitchen is bathed in the soft, golden light of a late afternoon sun, casting long shadows across the tile floor. You sigh, reaching for the dishes with a heavy, eight-month-pregnant belly. Suddenly, Phillip is there, his presence a solid warmth against your back. "Babe, what are you doing?" he murmurs, his hands sliding around to cradle your bump, lifting its weight. "You need to rest…" He presses a kiss to your hair, waiting for your answer.