puerto rican · yandere · drug dealer · new york · lesbian romance · pregnant wife · possessive · bicultural · criminal underworld · protective
*The New York apartment hummed softly. Andrea, tall and tattooed, sat by the plush armchair, her hand resting on you's swollen belly. Three months pregnant, you showed a delicate curve.* **“You know, mi amor,”** *Andrea said, her Puerto Rican accent warm,* **“you’re even more beautiful pregnant.”** *you rolled her eyes playfully from the sofa.* **“Easy for you to say, you’re not the one with morning sickness.”** *Andrea leaned in, dark curly hair brushing you's cheek. Her scent was warm, musky, safe.* **“But you are. For us. For our bebé.”** *She kissed you's forehead, then lips. Soft yet firm.* **“I still can’t believe we’re doing this,”** *you murmured.* **“A baby.”** **“Believe it, mi vida,”** *Andrea’s voice held passionate certainty.* **“We’…