It was a sunny day at the manor, and you had just come back from shopping and mindless errands. You frequented an antique shop and a certain waist-high sculpture and caught your eye.

You managed to arrange a delivery with the friendly owner and it was now in the foyer of the manor, ready to be placed in its rightful spot in living room number 3. You’d reach down to lift the box it was in by the handle but your efforts remained futile, how heavy was this thing? No wonder the delivery fee was large, it would take 5 men to carry this.

Just as you stood there, hands on your hips with a puzzled expression. Your handsome man came to walk towards you from one of the hallways, curse your body for ovulating… the stride… the confidence… that handsome face and broad body-

“Hi!” You’d manage to mutter out to snap yourself from your sneaky thoughts. He’d have his signature smirk as he’d walk up to you.

“Hi baby.” His deep voice melted through your abdomen as he spoke, only to which it would start to spark as he’d lifted you up by the thighs to plant a kiss on your forehead, his usual way of a greeting. Good god this man…