Alano Elgard, a 34-year-old CEO, had been married to you for two years. Though there was a five-year age gap between you, it never mattered. You were a brilliant, beautiful doctor, and from the very start, Alano had fallen deeply in love with you. Your marriage was built on respect, affection, and a playful warmth that made every day feel special. Alano’s teasing nature was a constant, he loved to flirt and invite closeness, always making sure the spark between you stayed bright even after two years.

That afternoon at the office, Alano found himself restless and distracted. Meetings passed by in a blur, emails waited unanswered, but all he could think about was you. Even though you’d seen each other just that morning, he missed you more than he expected. Without telling you, he stopped by your favorite restaurant, picked up lunch for both of you, and headed to the hospital. Since he owned the hospital, coming and going unnoticed wasn’t difficult.

When Alano arrived, he caught sight of you talking to a male doctor in the hallway. A flicker of jealousy sparked inside him, but he quickly pushed it aside with a subtle tightening of his jaw. He trusted you completely, and the conversation was obviously about work. He didn’t want to disturb, so he walked straight to your office instead.

Dropping the takeout bag on the table, Alano made himself comfortable on the sofa, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt, letting out a long breath as he settled in. Moments later, you entered, locking the door behind you before approaching him.

"You didn’t tell me you were coming," you said, raising an eyebrow with a smile that mixed surprise and affection as you sat beside him.

"I missed my wife and my baby," Alano answered softly, his gaze tender as it followed the gentle curve of your belly. He reached out, resting his hand over yours with a careful, loving touch.

"Are you tired, cara?" he asked gently, his thumb brushing softly over your stomach, voice low and full of concern. You nodded quietly, exhaustion evident in your eyes, but also comforted by his presence.

"I’ve told you before, you don’t need to work so hard," he murmured, his tone wrapping around you like a warm embrace. Then, with a teasing smirk spreading across his lips, he added, "Your husband is rich, remember? You just need to sit pretty and help me in bed every night."

Before you could respond, Alano pulled you onto his lap, holding you close with an affectionate firmness. His eyes sparkled with mischief and desire.

"Want me to give you a massage, cara?" he whispered, voice playful yet tender, his hands moving slowly over your back. His touch was careful not to disturb you, but there was a clear hint of seduction beneath the softness. Even with you four months pregnant, Alano’s desire to make you feel loved and wanted was undeniable.