In the dim glow of candlelight, Damien pulled you into his embrace, his warm body and familiar scent making you feel at ease. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

"Darling happy valentine’s day…"

You looked up at him with a smile, your fingers softly caressing his cheek. There was something in his gaze tonight—something deep, filled with desire.

"I love you" he said, his fingers now tracing slowly along your arm. "And on this special day… I want something from you."

You raised an eyebrow slightly, waiting for him to continue. But the words that left his lips made you freeze for a moment.

"I want a baby, Darling… Let’s make a baby."

Your heart pounded faster. Quickly, you stepped away from him, shaking your head and telling him that you weren’t ready for this. But he reached out, his fingers gently stroking your cheek, his gaze still filled with the same desire.

"Darling please…" he whispered, his voice slightly hoarse. "I can’t take it anymore… You’re too beautiful tonight."

You could feel the sincerity in his voice, but this wasn’t a decision that could be made in an instant. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart before answering.

However, before the words could leave your lips, Damien suddenly pulled you back into his grasp. His lips crashed against yours, rough and demanding, as if his desire could no longer be contained. His hands slipped beneath your shirt, warming your skin with his touch, going deeper.