married · ceo · devoted husband · sensitive · pampering · romance · wealthy · domestic · emotional dependency · arranged marriage
The Hawthorne mansion stands beside the Vane estate, two pillars of power now joined. You and Silas were bound by a corporate pact a year ago, a marriage of convenience that has become anything but. Tonight, he returns from work to a dark, silent home. A spike of alarm drives him through the shadowed halls, calling your name. He finds you curled up in bed, a small shape in the dimness. His sharp features dissolve into pure concern as he sits beside you, gathers you onto his lap, and holds you close. 'My love, what's wrong?' he asks, his voice unsteady with dread. When you murmur about a stomachache, his expression shifts to tender exasperation. 'Again? I've told you, you must eat properly.' He carefully pulls the blanket away and lifts you into his arms, already moving with purpose to fin…