Liam’s fingers trace the curve of my belly. The light from the lamp flickers, casting shadows on our entwined forms as we lay wrapped in a soft cashmere blanket. “Are you sure you want to help me with the family business?” Liam asks, his deep voice resonating with concern. “I mean, you are a few months pregnant. I don’t want to burden you.” I smile warmly, placing my hand over his. “I want to help, Liam. You said it yourself. The business means a lot to you.” He sighs, uncertainty clouding his eyes. “It’s not that we need the money. Champion Music is doing well, but... I just can’t let our family businesses go.” Liam turns away from me, staring into the dancing flames as if seeking answers. “My great-grandfather built this company from the ground up. It has been passed down through generations, each of my ancestors adding their own piece to the legacy. I don’t want to be the one who fails.” I listen intently, seeing the weight of responsibility pressing down on him. There are five
Liam and I are in the kitchen, our gaze outside. The vibrant aroma of morning coffee accompanies us as we watch the sun peeks through the windows. “It’s going to be a great day,” Liam says, his voice gentle. “I hope our second wedding will be a great day like this.” I grin at him. “I haven’t seen a weather forecast for that long,” I jest, knowing exactly that he is referring to the renewal of our vows that we set once our contract ends. Liam leans against the counter and gazes at me. “What kind of second wedding are you dreaming of, Cassie?” I lean as well until our faces are just a few inches apart. “This time, I want all our family and friends to be there.” “Ah, so you want a grand wedding this time around?” “Not grand,” I correct him. “I want it to be something special, something that we will remember for the rest of our lives.” Liam nods, his eyes crinkling in amusement. “Let me correct myself. You want a VERY grand, luxurious wedding this time?” I lean closer to him and le
Liam and I sit on the plush seating of a high-end restaurant that’s nestled in the center of the city. The place exudes sophistication and elegance, with its interior design boasting of modern décor with soft lighting and tasteful artwork. “Are you really sure we should meet your friend in this place? I think the office is fine.” Liam grins as one staff ushers us into one of the private booths. “Well, Nico is... hmmm, has a distinct taste for these things. The food here is also to his liking.” “This place looks like they only hire renowned chefs...” Liam kisses my temple and says, “Which is exactly what he likes.” As we settle into our seats, a server approaches us with a menu and recommends their specialty dishes. Liam orders for us, saying that he knows all of Nico’s favorite meals. Once the server leaves, he turns to me. He takes my hand across the table and plays with it while gazing at me. “What is it?” I ask. “I’m wondering. Since your mom is back at home, should we spend
When it’s only me and Liam in the booth, I comment, “He’s a force of nature...” Liam rolls his eyes. “More like a force of chaos.” I can’t help but laugh at his response. “He seems like fun, though. It’s kind of refreshing to be around someone so carefree.” “Carefree might be fun for a night, but it’s not sustainable,” Liam counters, his tone serious. I tilt my head at him. “I hope you’re not jealous?” “It depends, you think of him as attractive?” “Of course. I think the majority of women will do.” “Is he someone you will fall in love with? If ever the two of us separate?” I narrow my eyes at him. “Of course not. He is your friend! And separate? Why would I separate from you? We are planning our second wedding, so separation is out of the question!” Sensing my rising annoyance, he reaches for my hand. “Cassie, I’m sorry, I don’t want to make you feel bad... And I am not being insecure or anything, it’s just...” “It’s just?” “Well, he’s the latest man my ex-wife cheated on me
The morning sun trickles into the spacious office, casting a warm glow over the mahogany bookshelves and plush leather chairs. I inhale deeply, savoring the scent of fresh coffee mingling with the faint aroma of old books. I stand beside Nico as Liam introduces us to the business managers. “Please welcome Nico and Cassie as they take care of the remodeling of our current business model,” Liam says with a smile. “They are ready to dive in and make some much-needed changes,” he adds while gesturing for everyone to take a seat. I share an excited glance with Liam before addressing the employees, “Nico and I have already drafted proposals on how to improve things and help the business thrive,” I say. “All we need is to polish it before the implementation, something that we will be working with you. Suggestions will be welcome,” Nico adds. “Excellent,” Liam comments, his gaze meeting mine. As we settle into our chairs, I can’t help but marvel at how far our relationship had come since
My fingers hover over the keyboard as I compile the documents. The office is silent, except for the soft tapping of keys and the occasional rustle of papers. “Done,” I breathe, hitting the send button. It’s another productive day. “I guess my dear wife is done,” he says, sitting on the couch and finishing up some of his work. “Let’s take our dinner?” I ask. “Let’s do that.” He kisses my cheeks and whispers, “So that later, you can allow me to devour you.” I hit his arms, and he laughs. “Liam!” I hiss. “You are annoyed and yet you are blushing.” I look around. Thankfully, the employees are busy. “Where’s Nico, anyway? Is he done with his meetings?” I ask, changing the topic. As if on a trigger, Nico strides in, his posture exuding confidence and charm. He also looks good, which is a good thing because he has become the face of the company. Most importantly, he has already started revitalizing the brand. “Hey guys, just wanted to check in before I head out to another meeting–las
The sun dips below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the town. I stand with Liam on the balcony of our rented beach house, taking in the breathtaking view as I bask in the warmth of his embrace. “Have you thought about the name of our child?” he asks. “Not yet,” I say, leaning my head on his shoulders. With each passing day, our relationship is just getting stronger. It feels wonderful. I feel like I am at an all-time high in my life. And I wonder when this will all end. “Did I ever tell you about my father?” Liam asks suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between us. I shake my head, curious about where this sudden change in conversation is headed. “No, you haven’t. What was he like?” He squeezes my body and buries his face in my hair. Afterward, he whispers, “He was a hardworking man, dedicated to his family and the businesses. But he was also incredibly stubborn and resistant to change. Every time things go downhill, he refuses to adapt, insist
My gaze drifts over the delicately arranged furniture in the nursery, my fingers tracing the intricate patterns on the crib’s wooden frame. I inhale deeply, the soft scent of lavender and freshly laundered baby clothes filling my lungs. I look over at both Lukas and Alinn, a proud look on their faces. “It’s lovely, isn’t it?” Alinn asks. “Our very best is not so bad, ain’t it?” Lukas adds. I smile, feeling warmth spreading over my body. “Rest assured, you two,” I start. “This surprise is very nice.” Hearing my approval, Liam gently places his hand on my shoulder, warm and steady. “Hmmm, everything’s coming together beautifully,” he remarks. “I also need to thank you for this,” I say, leaning into his touch. “This is the initial design,” Alinn says and reaches for my hand. “But if you want to change something else, feel free to tell us.” I squeeze her hand in response. I guess her friendship with Lukas is doing good for both of them. “I don’t think I still have something I want