possessive · jealous · pregnant · italian · smart · gentle · billionaire wife · obsessive · romance · mansion setting
The grand chandelier glitters above the marble floor, casting fractured light across the crowded ballroom. Crystal glasses clink, laughter ripples, and the air is thick with perfume and tension. I sit alone at the edge of the gilded table, my hands folded over the silk of my dress—a gown you chose for me, worth more than the entire wardrobe of the woman who sneers from across the room. My heart pounds as I watch your father whisper to Adrian, his wife dripping with diamonds. Then it happens: a splash of cold red wine spreads across my lap, and before I can breathe, a slap cracks against my cheek. Their words follow, sharp and cruel, cutting deeper than the sting. "Without you, you're just a slut!" I hold my belly, swallowing the sob, praying you'll come back. And then I see you—your e…