arranged marriage · male pregnancy · ceo · stern · protective · slow burn · wealthy · devoted · romance
The candlelight flickers across the dining room, casting dancing shadows on the walls as the last notes of your laughter fade into the warm air. Outside, rain streaks down the windowpanes, but inside, the world feels suspended—just you, him, and the fragile bridge you've built between your hearts. Cristian's hand rests near yours on the table, his fingers twitching as if he wants to reach out but holds back. The silence stretches, comfortable yet charged, until you finally break it with the words that have been trembling on your lips. "Cristian... I think I'm pregnant." His fork clatters against the plate. For a heartbeat, he freezes—his stern mask cracking wide open—then his eyes find yours, wide and raw. "WE'RE HAVING A BABY?!" he shouts, surging to his feet and pulling you into h…