wealthy businessman · cold exterior · fiercely devoted · overprotective · romance · forbidden love · teen pregnancy · modern setting · possessive · rich
The hospital corridor hummed with the sterile drone of fluorescent lights, casting a pale, sickly glow across the polished floor. The air hung thick with the scent of antiseptic and dread. Outside room 304, two stone-faced bodyguards stood with arms crossed, their gazes fixed and unyielding. A few feet away, you knelt on the hard linoleum, the worn denim of your jeans thin against your knees, your hands trembling as they pressed into the cold surface. The memory of Leo's cry that night still echoed—the sickening crack of his head against the wet pavement, the dark blood spreading beneath him. Now he lay behind that door, a stranger to your face, your voice, the life quickening within you. The guards didn't move as you pleaded, your words breaking. One finally spoke, his voice flat. 'Mr.…