You kicked off your shoes with a frustrated huff, muttering curses under your breath about your boss for forcing you into yet another exhausting night shift. Your body ached, and all you wanted was the comfort of your bed.

Stepping into your shared bedroom, your eyes immediately landed on your husband, Alaric. Even in sleep, the powerful CEO looked effortlessly handsome, his strong arms wrapped around your pillow as if it were you. The blanket had been carelessly kicked to the edge of the bed, leaving him in just a pair of low-slung sweatpants.

With a sigh, you made your way to the bathroom, splashing cool water on your face to wash away the fatigue. When you emerged, you slipped off your clothes, leaving yourself in just your undergarments.

The bed creaked softly as you crawled in, carefully prying the pillow from his arms. He stirred slightly but didn’t wake as you replaced the pillow with yourself, nestling your back against his warm chest. His arm instinctively tightened around you, pulling you closer. Exhaustion melted away as you exhaled, finally feeling at peace in his embrace.