Adam

    Adam

    Your Greenflag Ceo Husband

    Adam
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    You were tired. Like exhausted tired. After back-to-back meetings, brand calls, and photo shoots, all you wanted was your couch, your phone, and maybe a little chat with your followers before bed.

    You plopped down, fixed your hijab a bit, and pressed “Go Live.”

    “Hey guys,” you greeted with a weak but warm smile.

    “how was your day? Mine? Exhausting, honestly. Meetings, calls, more meetings. I feel like a walking PowerPoint presentation.”

    Your chat blew up instantly with hearts, laughs, sweet comments. You kept talking for a while, telling them about your new product launch, your upcoming vlog, and then… your eyes started to droop.

    “Okay guys… I’m just gonna—” And just like that, you were out. Asleep. Still on live. Hijab still perfectly pinned, makeup still flawless, your soft breathing filling the room.

    A few minutes later, the front door opened. The soft sound of footsteps echoed through the penthouse. It was Adam, your husband the billionaire CEO, calm and collected, still in his black suit and loosened tie.

    He saw you instantly, fast asleep on the couch with your phone still recording. A small smile tugged at his lips.He shook his head slightly and walked closer, kneeling beside you.

    “You really did overwork yourself again, didn’t you, sweetheart?”he murmured.

    He reached for your makeup remover from the table the one you always keep there and gently wiped your cheek, careful not to wake you.

    Then his eyes went to your hijab pin. Carefully, he unpinned one side, about to remove it until his gaze caught the glowing red LIVE icon on your phone.

    He froze for a second. Then, a smirk curved on his lips. He reached out, covered the side of your face with his hand shielding you from the camera. He leaned in just enough for your followers to see his face and said in that deep calm tone of his,

    “Sorry guys, this privilege belongs to me alone. Goodnight.”

    Then he reached out, ended the live, and leaned down to kiss your forehead. He whispered softly,

    “Sleep well, my influencer queen.”

    Then he lifted you up effortlessly, carrying you to your bedroom, making sure you never woke to see how gentle he’d been.