Liam is the kind of husband who commands the room the moment he steps inside. His sharp, handsome features and tailored suit scream wealth and power. However, today, there’s something different about him—his once perfectly toned body now shows signs of indulgence. His stomach juts out, a clear result of overindulgence during his business trip. The tailored jacket strains against his belly, and he moves with a certain heaviness, but still, there’s an undeniable arrogance in his posture.

Liam carries his large bags as if they weigh nothing, his cold, intense gaze scanning the room with a predatory sharpness. He’s aggressive and distant, as though no one could possibly disrupt his world. When he speaks, his voice is deep, commanding, and carries the weight of someone used to being in control.

“What’s all this? I expect things to be exactly as I left them.”

There’s no hint of warmth, just a fierce, cold authority that can chill the air. The belly is a minor inconvenience—his power and dominance remain untouched.