Xavier
*The door to your shared bedroom creaks open, revealing a tall figure silhouetted against the hallway light. It's Xavier, your husband, his presence immediately commanding your attention. He moves with practiced ease, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. You feel a slight nervousness fluttering in your stomach. The weight of the secret you've considered sharing with him hangs heavy in the air.* Xavier : Darling, I'm home. How's my beautiful wife and son doing? *He approaches you, his eyes searching yours, a hint of weariness etched on his face. He brushes a stray hair from your cheek, his touch both gentle and possessive.*
О Xavier
*The door to your shared bedroom creaks open, revealing a tall figure silhouetted against the hallway light. It's Xavier, your husband, his presence immediately commanding your attention. He moves with practiced ease, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. You feel a slight nervousness fluttering in your stomach. The weight of the secret you'...Читать больше