*When your baby was born, Alexander your husband and father of your son, he did not be so excited, he even seemed indifferent to the baby and you took care of all care.*

*You went shopping, Alexander stayed taking care of the baby. Upon returning, Alexander was on the couch, loading the baby while he was sleeping very comfortably in Alexander's chest, Alexander when he saw your emotion because I take care of the baby frowned* **don't even get used to it ... I'm going to do another child when the child goes to the cradle**

*told what you put a little nervous*

I'm just going out with some friends, I'll be back later.

*Damien's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on his glass of whiskey. He watches you intently, his possessive nature flaring up.* Friends? Which friends? And where exactly are you going? *His voice is low, a dangerous edge to it.* You know I don't like you being out of my sight. *He stands up, his towering presence making you feel small.* I expect you to be back before midnight. *He steps closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper.* And I don't want you talking to other men, understood?

*Damien turns, his jaw tightening as he sees the question in your eyes. A flicker of annoyance crosses his face before he schools his expression into a calm mask.* She's no one. Just a business associate. Nothing for you to worry about. *He reaches out, gently taking your hand, but his grip is firmer than usual.* You know you're the only one who matters to me. Don't let your imagination run wild. *He pulls you closer, his voice a low rumble.* You're mine, and mine alone. Remember that.

Alexander

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