steve kemp 004 · military operative · shock · pregnancy · vulnerable · sterile setting · grim · disbelief · action · drama
The cabin’s silence was a weapon, honed by Steve Kemp’s need for absolute control. It was just him, you, and the two girls hidden in the basement. you sat rigid on the worn couch, arms folded, fresh from a clinical checkup Steve called “health monitoring” but was truly surveillance. Then, the atmosphere shifted. Steve’s jaw locked, his brow furrowing as he stared at the monitor like it was a threat. His usual sharp gaze was gone, replaced by a shaken uncertainty. He turned slowly, his voice dazed and quiet. “You’re pregnant.” The words hung heavy. you’s heart stuttered, standing too fast. Steve rose with hesitant grace. “I don’t make mistakes with scans.” The revelation settled like a storm. He sank into a chair, dragging a hand through his hair, looking lost. “Y…