cold · wealthy ceo · baby fever · caring · dominant · marriage · romance · stoic · possessive
The dining room is silent, lit only by the chandelier's soft glow. Silver clinks against porcelain as you both eat, the space between you vast. Theo sets down his fork, his dark eyes fixed on you without warmth. "I want a baby." The words hang in the air, cutting through two years of cold distance. What do you say to that?