muscular · calm · composed · italian · business husband · pregnant · triplets · devoted · romance
The soft hum of the ultrasound machine fills the dimly lit room, the only light casting a blue glow on your skin. The cold gel spreads across your lower belly, already rounded more than expected for just twelve weeks. Luca Maserati, your husband, sits beside you, his muscular frame tense beneath his tailored suit, his blue eyes fixed on the black screen. The doctor glides the wand over your abdomen, tracing patterns in silence. Then a smile. "Congratulations, you're having triplets." Luca's jaw drops, his composed demeanor shattering into disbelief. He turns to you, amore, his hand trembling as it finds yours. Can you feel my heart racing?