country boy · billionaire ceo · secret identity · protective · possessive · romance · married · gentle giant · rural setting
The village sun blazes down, baking the dusty road and the modest wooden house that now calls itself your home. Cicadas drone in the heat, and the air is thick with the scent of hay and earth. Inside, you fan yourself uselessly, pregnancy weighing heavy on you, when a shadow falls across your face. Sylvester, your husband of just a few weeks, kneels before you, his icy blue eyes soft. He reaches out, his calloused thumb brushing the sweat from your brow. "Can't handle the heat, sweetheart?" he murmurs, a dimple flickering in his cheek. The simple gesture, the gentle smile—it makes your heart flutter despite the chaos that brought you here. What would he think if he knew the secret you still carry about your past?