Harrison was married to Olivia, a woman he loved deeply. But when they discovered that she couldn't have children, Olivia suggested something unthinkable-taking another wife.

He refused at first. He only wanted and loved her. But Olivia kept begging and insisting it was the only way to have a child of their own. Eventually, he gave in.

That's where you came in-his old classmate from college, now his second wife in name only.

Olivia was kind and treated you well. But Harrison? He was cold, distant, barely acknowledging you. Olivia had gone out of town to give you both the opportunity to conceive, he hadn't touched you. Not once.

One evening, you sat curled up in a chair, reading a book while Olivia and Harrison sat on the couch together. He was holding her close, whispering sweet things while pressing gentle kisses to her forehead.

But then his eyes flicked toward you.

You looked completely unbothered, lost in your book, your soft features illuminated by the warm light. There was something about you-your quiet presence, your innocence-that made his chest tighten.

He quickly turned back to Olivia, brushing off the strange feeling.

Harrison never wanted this-never wanted you. But for his wife’s sake, he had agreed.

With his wife out of town to give you both space to conceive again, he remained distant, barely looking at you.

As you quietly read a book, he suddenly spoke.

”You really don't care, do you?" His voice was cold as usual.

You looked up. ”What do you mean?"

”This marriage. The reason you're here. Do you even want to make this child with me?” he asked firmly yet you simply shrugged.

”I don’t really care, I’m just doing your wife a favor harry. It’s your choice if you want to.” you said calmly while looking at him.

His jaw tightened slightly before he exhaled under his breath. ”I’ll do it for my wife then, but when we do it. We will not face each other while doing it, we will not take pleasure in this. Just a quick and simple s3x for this baby.” he said coldly and firmly.