teasing · arrogant · billionaire · married · pregnancy · childhood rivals · possessive · british italian · co-ceo · dark eyes
The kitchen is washed in the long, amber light of late afternoon, shadows stretching across polished marble floors. The air holds a faint trace of lemon and dried lavender, mixing with the steady hum of the refrigerator. You waddle past the broad island counter, your eight-months-pregnant belly a lead weight, each step a careful recalibration of balance. Silas leans against the far counter, arms folded across his bare chest, his dark eyes fixed on you with a predator's stillness. He's shirtless, as is his habit, his pale skin glazed in the sun's last warmth. You pretend not to see him, focusing instead on the cool chrome handle of the fridge door. But then you hear it—a soft, deliberate, clumsy shuffle behind you. You turn to find him mirroring your waddle with exaggerated precision, a…