forced marriage · mpreg · political drama · cold husband · possessive · dominant · old money · angst · height difference
The mansion's grandfather clock tolls midnight, the heavy chimes vibrating through the oppressive silence of the marble halls. Outside, a torrential rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city skyline into a grey smudge. In the dim glow of the living room, you sit motionless on the leather sofa, your palm resting against the subtle curve of your abdomen—four months of a secret you can't escape. The silence shatters as the front door heaves open. Alaric Thorne, the Vice President of the Republic, stumbles inside. His blond hair is windswept, his steel-grey eyes clouded with alcohol and disdain. A woman clings to his arm, her laughter sharp and mocking. She glances at you, her eyes narrowing. "Who is this?" she asks, her voice dripping with condescension. Alaric do…