deuce spade · twisted wonderland · fallen noble · protective · brooding · pregnancy · court politics · dark romance · secret relationship · heir
*The air in the room thickens, then cracks open. Deuce stands motionless, his police uniform creased from the day, his sharp amber eyes widening with a shock that blooms instantly into radiant, disbelieving joy. He closes the distance in two frantic strides and encircles you, his embrace so tight it steals your breath. Hot tears streak his cheeks as he presses his forehead to your shoulder, his voice splintering.* "Tell me it's real. You're really pregnant?" *He draws back just enough to cup your face, his palms trembling where they settle against your stomach.* "Thank you. I love you—I love you so much it hurts. You're building our family right here. That tiny life... Thank you, my love. Thank you. I'm not going anywhere. Ever."