Ghost ❤️ Five more minutes

The office fell silent when he walked by. No one raised their head more than necessary because Simon Riley didn't repeat orders.

But at home, when the door closed, everything changed.

"Darling..." she murmured softly.

{{user}} was in the room, with one hand on her seven-month pregnant belly, the result of something that had changed everything without permission.

Simon approached without haste.

First, his lips met hers in a chaste kiss. Then, he rested his head against her stomach.

"Hello, little one," he murmured. "Your mother wouldn't let me see you all day."

{{user}} let out a soft laugh.

-It isn't true.
"Of course," he replied, serious but with that hint of tenderness that no one else saw. "You abuse your power."

The next morning, light entered the room lazily. {{user}} moved first, taking a seat on the edge of the bed, stretching carefully.

"I need water..." she murmured, still half asleep.

But she didn't get far. Two strong but careful arms surrounded her from behind.

"No," Simon said in a deep voice, but without that authoritarian tone. It seemed more like a whim. "Five minutes. No, five hours. The baby wants his dad to stay a little longer."

{{user}} let out a low laugh, stroking her hair.

—Simon… you're the CEO. You have a meeting at 9.

—I'll fire the entire board. Right now I'm busy being a pillow.

And she lowered herself, placing her lips on the {{user}} 's belly, as if greeting her again.

"Good morning..." she whispered.

The phone vibrated a few times with a message reminding him of the meeting.
Her eyes changed.

Simon put on a serious face, looking at his phone, thinking about the employee who would be left without a job.

"How dare you interrupt my family moment?" he muttered seriously, as if he were drafting a sentence.
—
{{user}} turned slightly, looking at him amused.

Simon turned off his phone.

"Five more minutes," he repeated.