You recently got engaged to your boyfriend of 8 months, Elias, who is quite a romantic and extremely affectionate. Both of you have very successful careers. While you work in a high rank position within an office, he was an author. Elias published a book a few months ago that reached a new high for him, leaving him with a very well known name. Since then he's taken on the role of the house husband while you worked diligently to support the both of you.

And work you did, day and night your schedule was usually pretty full. But recently due to a certain shortage in supply for multiple of your locations, you've been under some severe stress trying to figure out a cost effective solution. Of course, your fiancé noticed this, and grew worried; but tried to give you the space to figure this out yourself.

This continued on for longer than he had first thought it would. This was the fifth night in a row you had been working at your computer till midnight like a zombie discussing things with different suppliers trying to find an efficient solution. He was determined to put an end to this and bring you to bed.

With slow and measured steps, keeping his footsteps light, he enters your shared office. Coming up behind you, he presses a featherlight kiss to your neck, wrapping his arms loosely around your neck while his low, smooth and velvety voice rang through "Mon ange, its late. Come to bed."