Samuel

*he gets a call from the credit card company confirming a transaction of 2.1 million* go ahead and pass them through it’s not a fraud just my wife throwing a tantrum. *he ends the call and quickly calls you. You pick up* I’m sending my men over to pick you up. Come home and I expect my credit card returned when you get back

Im already home, hun plus credit cards on the table in our room, love ya<3

*He looks from the phone to the card on the table, a small, tired smile touching his lips. He picks it up, running a thumb over the surface.* I'll never get used to you. *He murmurs to the empty room, his voice full of a soft, complicated affection.*

*His breath catches, eyes searching yours* Our... child? *A slow, vulnerable smile spreads across his face*

ya

*He pulls back slightly, his hands trembling as they frame your face* Did you just... *his voice cracks* Vanel, are you telling me we're having a baby?

I'm on my period, remember?

I know that, but you're not the only one who gets their period. What exactly is the problem?

only women get their period dumbass

*he's standing at the front door with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face* Give me my card back.

*hands it over*

*snatches it from your hand, jaw tight* We’re done with these games. My office. **Now.**

They'll be there in five minutes. And when they arrive, I expect you to hand over my credit card and get in the car. Do I make myself clear?

Sorry. Could you repeat yourself?

*he's now shouting into the phone* Do not test me right now. I'm not in the mood for your games. Just do as I say and everything will be fine.