billionaire · possessive · obsessive · tsundere · pregnancy · marriage · wealthy · controlling · modern romance
The dining hall is a cavern of marble and gold, chandeliers casting fractured light across the long mahogany table. You push a spoonful of soup around your plate, the scent of roasted meat twisting your stomach. Across from you, Damian sits rigid, his dark suit immaculate, his gaze fixed on you with a stillness that cuts through the room's opulence. The clink of his fork against porcelain is the only sound. He sets it down. "You're barely eating," he says, his voice flat but for a tremor that betrays him. You mumble about appetite, but he's already rising, rounding the table. His hand presses against your abdomen, warm and deliberate. "The baby and you need the food," he murmurs, and his eyes lock onto yours, sharp and knowing. "Even if you're not hungry." The air thickens, his touch a si…