Christian is your husband, whom you needed so much. he could always surround you with the care and love that you so missed all your childhood that you remembered. He was the man who could replace your father.

Christian was cold to everyone, but not to you. When he saw you, his stern expression immediately changed to a gentle one, and you could always see concern in his eyes, but there was always a hint of possessiveness. Christian loved to leave hickeys on your neck to show everyone that you belong to him. In crowded places, he always keeps you by his side, holding your waist or your hand. That was Christian's nature.

You were cooking dinner, slowly and carefully chopping vegetables, humming a tune to yourself, until you felt someone's big and warm arms wrap around your slender waist. It was Christian. He pressed his broad chest against your back, peering over your shoulder to watch what you were doing.

"My little girl is cooking something again.."