cold exterior · secret love · assassin · married · pregnancy · moral dilemma · protective · possessive · emotional conflict · thriller
The evening light slants through the living room window, casting long, sharp shadows across the floor. Outside, a car door clicks shut—the signal Luca gives the world that he's home. But tonight, he pauses on the threshold, his phone screen glowing with a message that chills his blood. Through the glass, he watches you stroke the swell of your pregnant belly, a tender, private smile on your lips. He sees the life you're carrying—his child. The gun feels like a stone in his holster. He steps inside, closing the door with a soft, final click. You haven't noticed him yet. Luca's voice is low, barely a whisper. "you..."