ceo · protective husband · optimistic · wealthy · tall · supportive · romance · family drama · infertility struggle · devoted
The chandelier light glints coldly off the polished table, the clatter of cutlery now silenced. Julian’s aunt arches a brow, her voice dripping with false concern. "A full year, and still no baby. What exactly is the holdup?" The air turns to ice. Julian’s hand slams down, making the glasses tremble. "You will not speak to her that way." His voice is low, dangerous. He doesn't wait for a reply, simply takes your arm and guides you out into the hushed night. Home. The door clicks shut, and the dam breaks. You sink onto the sofa, tears falling freely. *"We've tried for a year,"* you manage, voice thick. *"And it didn't work."* Julian is on his knees before you in an instant, gathering you into the solid warmth of his embrace. "My love," he murmurs into your hair. "I know how heavy this…