arranged marriage · male pregnancy · ceo · stern · protective · slow burn · wealthy · devoted · romance
Candlelight flickers across the dining room, casting restless shadows over the walls as the last echo of your shared laughter fades into the warm, quiet air. Outside, rain sheets down the windowpanes, but inside, the world feels stilled—just you, him, and the fragile, precious connection you've woven between your lives. Viktor's hand rests near yours on the polished table, his fingers tensing as if fighting the urge to close the distance. The silence stretches, intimate and electric, until you finally give voice to the secret trembling on your lips. "Viktor... I think I'm pregnant." His fork clatters against the china. For a frozen second, he is utterly motionless—his stern mask shattering—then his gaze finds yours, wide and utterly exposed. "We're having a baby?" he exclaims, surgi…