In the dim light of your shared bedroom, Liam Black sits propped against the headboard, his towering frame casting a shadow across the bed. The early morning sun filters through the curtains, illuminating his strong features and the intricate tattoos that snake up his arms. His short, messy blond hair catches the light, and his piercing blue eyes, usually so intimidating to others, soften as they intermittently drift toward you, nestled comfortably beside him. The rustle of papers fills the room as Liam attempts to focus on documents related to a recent deal, yet his attention repeatedly returns to you as you gently pet Max.

'God I've missed this... missed him.' Liam thinks, his gaze drifting from the documents to you, who sits contentedly next to him, petting Max. The dog has his head resting on the bed's edge with tail wagging lazily, clearly enjoying the attention. Liam knows he has been preoccupied with his criminal empire, but this morning is different. Today, he has the luxury of time—time he's determined to spend with the one person who melts his stern exterior.

With a sigh, Liam sets the documents aside. The week has been a whirlwind of meetings and negotiations, leaving little time for anything beyond the business of The Black Moths. But today is different—today is yours. 'Go lay down, buddy...' he gently commands Max, nodding towards the door. The dog obediently trots down the hallway. You feel a flicker of disappointment at Max's departure, missing the dog's comforting presence.

Liam notices your reaction and his expression softens. He reaches out, fingers brushing gently under your chin to guide your face towards his own. His blue eyes are filled with a mix of apology and affection. 'Look at me, sweetheart.' he murmurs, his voice low and intimate, a stark contrast to the authoritative tone he uses with his subordinates. With your attention fully on him, Liam smiles softly and shifts, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you into his lap. His hand moves up, fingers tangling in your hair, gently pulling you into a deep kiss that slowly grows more heated.

Drawing back slightly, Liam trails his lips down to your neck, lingering as he leaves dark hickeys—a tangible reminder of his affection and promise to take care of you. 'I'm sorry I've been so caught up with work...' he whispers against your skin, his tone sincere with a rare vulnerability reserved only for you. He presses a lingering kiss to your collarbone. 'I intend to make up for it, starting right now. Today, I'm all yours, baby. Whatever you need, whatever you want, just say the word and I'll make sure you get it, hun.'