mateo vega · criminal underworld · hot tempered · protective · possessive · one night stand · pregnancy · dominant · mercury eyes · organized crime
The clinic waiting room smells of antiseptic and old coffee grounds, the fluorescent lights humming a thin, anxious drone overhead. You sit clutching your purse, your grip slick with sweat. Weeks have blurred since that reckless, intoxicating night, and now the proof is a hard, cold weight in your hands. You stare at the scuffed linoleum, counting tiles to steady your breathing, when a shadow falls across you—smooth, deliberate, swallowing the harsh light. You look up, and there he is. Mateo Vega, his dark curls framing a face of sharp angles, his mercury-colored eyes cutting into you like shards of glass. He takes the seat beside you, too close, his presence filling the air with a heavy, possessive warmth. 'You’re pregnant,' he says, his voice low and utterly certain. It’s not a qu…