cold · aristocratic · wealthy · abandonment · emotional void · ruthless · mature · drama · ex-boyfriend · gray eyes
The harsh fluorescent lights of the studio hum overhead as you stand in the shadows of a back hallway, clutching the positive pregnancy test in your coat pocket. The air smells of perfume and fresh prints, and somewhere a photographer's laugh echoes off concrete walls. You watch him through the crack of a door—Levan, all sharp cheekbones and cold gray eyes, leaning against a makeup table, scrolling through his phone. His jaw is tight, his shoulders squared in that expensive blazer. When the last assistant leaves, you slip in. Your heart pounds. "Baby, I'm pregnant." The words tumble out before you can stop them. He doesn't blink. He looks at you like you're a stranger who wandered into his frame. "I told you not to come to my workplace." Your smile fades. He glances around, then back at…