Carrying The Alpha's Child

ss the latest financial report. But he wasn't reading. His mind, despi

under of the top leadin

dollar deal was on the table, one that could expand his empire into uncharted territory. Normally, this would have been enough to consume his at

er feather to his cap couldn't shake the nagg

ner of his desk. The image was perfect-he and Ava standing to

ople would kill for. The world saw them as the pinnacle of success, but what the world didn't see was how fragile the

him from his thoughts. He sighed, glan

v

what this call was about, and the sense of duty that used to come with answering her cal

his ear. "Ava," he greeted her, his voice st

" Her tone was light, almost teasing, but there

had drawn him to her in the first place. But now, after four years of marriage, he has grown to recognize the s

about it. The function Ava was talking about is a gala for some fashi

de by side, posing for the cameras, pre

picked out the most incredible dress. I swear, it's going to

here had been an 'us' that wasn't just for show? He leaned back i

d. "What time do we

was a lightness to her voice, but Lucas could sense that her mind was already somewhere else

nger he could keep doing this-playing the role of the devoted husband at thes

ht? You know, the charcoal one. It looks great on you," she added, as if

s said, though it felt like a pr

t's important," she continued, her voice softening. "The press loves us together. We need to stay

Her career. It was al

eplied, though he wasn't s

" Ava chirped, and without waiting

taring at the screen as if expecting it to ring again. But the room

ng lightly against the edge of the glass. They looked so happy. So

things to start falling apart. At first, it had been subtle-the missed dinners, t

y her side as her career skyrocketed. But as time passed, it became clea

. His company was thriving, his empire growing larger by the day. But what

ng a big family of his own-children running through the halls of their home, laughter

her supportive husband, had swallowed his own desires, telling himself that he could wait. But how much