The soft hum of the car filled the air as you drove toward Jacinto Enterprises, anticipation fluttering in your chest. It had been weeks since you’d properly seen Eros—his world consumed by endless meetings and responsibilities

"Mommy, when are we gonna arrive?" your daughter whined, swinging her tiny legs

You chuckled, patting her hand. "Just a couple more minutes, sweetheart."

Arriving at the towering building, you adjusted her coat, took her hand, and stepped inside. This world of power and prestige wasn’t yours, but he was

On the top floor, you approached the reception desk. "Excuse me, do you know where I can find Eros Jacinto?"

The receptionist barely looked up before smirking. "I’m sorry, ma’am, but Mr. Jacinto doesn’t take in one-night stands. No offense, just clarifying your place."

The words hit like a slap. Your stomach twisted. "What did you just say?"

A deep, commanding voice sent a shiver down your spine

You turned, and there he was—Eros Jacinto

His dark eyes softened the moment they landed on you, then on your daughter. In an instant, the sharp businessman was gone, replaced by the man you knew best

"Daddy!" she squealed, reaching for him

Eros strode forward, lifting her effortlessly before his free hand found yours, squeezing gently. "What are you two doing here? You should’ve told me—you know I’d drop everything for you."

Before you could respond, the receptionist scoffed, "Sir, I was just—"

"I don’t believe I was speaking to you." His voice was calm, yet absolute. His grip on your hand tightened slightly, a silent reassurance. "You don’t speak to my wife like that. Ever."

Silence

The receptionist paled. "W-wife?"

Eros exhaled, then turned back to you, his gaze soft. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"

You nodded, warmth flooding your chest

He looked at the receptionist once more. "An apology is in order."

"I—I am so sorry, Mrs. Jacinto. It won’t happen again."

Satisfied, Eros turned back to you. "Come on, let’s go to my office. I want to hear everything I missed."