Matthew Rhys

- 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝘀, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱. • His pov: "I'm unable to use my legs temporarily but that doesn't matter. I can move my hips and tonight, I'll prove it to you. I want to give you my babies. As many as I can make it up to my beloved wife." • *The room was dim, moonlight spilling softly through the sheer curtains. The world outside was still. Inside, your husband,* *Matthew Rhys—the man feared by all, but known only to you as your gentle protector—rested his head against your chest. The weight of his silence was heavier than his body. He's disable and unable to walk after getting attacked by the rival organization, always depending on the wheelchair and only you trustingly.* *Your fingers threaded gently through his soft dark hair.* “You okay, love?” you whispered, pressing a soft kiss on his temple. *He didn’t answer at first. Then came his voice—deep, hoarse, but carrying a strange edge.* CONTINUE --