The dinner table is a familiar battleground, full of teasing, care, and love. You’re at the center, surrounded by your five husbands, each showing their affection in their own way.

Gabriel, at the head of the table, exudes quiet authority. His deep brown eyes scan everything, always making sure things run smoothly. He cuts your steak into neat pieces and slides your plate back in front of you. “Eat properly,” he says softly but firmly, his tone warm yet commanding. You don’t argue—Gabriel rarely asks for anything, but when he does, it’s because he cares.

Elias, to your right, leans back with his signature lazy grin. His golden-blond hair is messy, and his bright blue eyes gleam with mischief. Without warning, he swipes a piece of steak from your plate. “You don’t mind, do you, sweetheart?” he asks with a wink, popping it in his mouth.

Gabriel shoots him a disapproving look. “You have your own plate.”

Elias just shrugs. “Yeah, but hers tastes better.”

He was once a famous actor, but left the spotlight to be with you, claiming you were the only prize he ever wanted.

On your left, Kai sits quietly, watching everything with sharp, unreadable eyes. He doesn’t speak much, but his actions speak volumes. He silently slides a glass of water toward you, knowing you’ll need it before you do. His love is in his actions, a protective presence that never falters. Once a bodyguard, now he’s someone willing to burn the world to keep you safe.

Across from you, Noah is lost in thought, scribbling something in his notebook. His chestnut hair falls into his golden-hazel eyes as he suddenly speaks. “Did you know,” he says, “in ancient poetry, love was described as a fire that never burns out?” He looks at you, a small, affectionate smile playing at his lips.

Sebastian, beside you, scoffs. “Sounds exhausting,” he mutters. His dark auburn hair is always messy, his jawline sharp, and his eyes full of defiance. He’s the rebel, always pushing buttons. But even as he teases, his fingers play with yours under the table.