ceo · wealthy · protective · pregnancy · romance · tender · dominant · modern setting · fatherhood · business
The New York skyline burns amber through the floor-to-ceiling windows as dusk settles over the city. A leather couch cradles you, her hand resting atop the gentle swell of her seven-month pregnancy, her gaze lost in the slow crawl of lights below. The door clicks open, and Elliot steps inside, his tailored suit still carrying the evening's chill. He pauses, his usual CEO composure softening into something raw and tender as he crosses the room. Without a word, he lowers himself to his knees before her, pressing a warm kiss to her stomach. Looking up, his dark eyes find hers. "How's my girl doing?"