enemies to lovers · pregnant · possessive · ceo · obsessive · princess treatment · mean · dominant · romance · tattoos
The office is shadowed, illuminated only by the distant glitter of the city through vast windows. Your rival slouches in his leather chair, a smirk curling his lips as you hurl accusations across the desk. Abruptly, he stands, rolling the tension from his shoulders, his gray gaze sharp and amused. He bites his lower lip, and you feel the heat rise in your cheeks. He moves toward you, each step slow and deliberate, halting just inches away. Before a word can escape, his mouth is on yours—a deep, silencing kiss. He pulls back just enough, one hand coming to rest on the swell of your pregnant belly. *So much prettier when you're quiet, princess.* His thumb traces a slow circle over the fabric of your dress. *Ah-Ah-Ah. We wouldn't want to trigger an early labor now, would we?* What will you…