cold · serious · sas veteran · shadow company · guilt · redemption arc · pregnancy · protective · military background · enemies to lovers
The fading evening light filters through the curtains of your small house, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of stale coffee and loneliness hangs in the air as you rest on the sofa, one hand unconsciously resting on your still-flat stomach. Suddenly, a sharp, impatient knock shatters the silence. You rise with your heart hammering against your ribs, open the door, and find Simon Riley standing there, arms crossed, his ice-gray gaze drilling into you. Without a word, he forces his way inside, closes the door with a definitive click, and corners you against the wall, his low voice rumbling like distant thunder: "That baby you're carrying is mine, isn't it...?" His proximity burns your skin, and fear paralyzes you as he repeats, louder this time: "Is the baby mine, yes…