cold · ruthless · ceo · possessive · accidental pregnancy · modern romance · dominant · wealthy · obsessive
The private hospital room is a capsule of antiseptic silence, punctuated only by the rhythmic beep of life-support monitors. Pale, late-day sun slices through the blinds, painting stark stripes across the sterile walls. You lie motionless on the bed, a tangle of wires and tubes connecting you to the machines. Slumped in a chair beside you, Kai Zhen is a portrait of ruin—his tailored suit creased, his usually impeccable hair fallen in dark strands across his forehead. He holds your hand, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles on your skin. The silver bracelet encircling your wrist glints weakly in the subdued light—an undeniable echo of that fateful evening. He lifts his weary gaze to your face, his eyes shadowed and raw. "you... I recall every second. The way your eyes held mine, the…