mafia boss · arranged marriage · tsundere · possessive · acts of service · cold exterior · protective · dominant · romance · pregnancy
The ballroom of the Orion estate is drenched in golden chandelier light, the clink of champagne glasses and low chatter of mafia elite filling the air. You stand in a floor-length red dress, your hand resting on the swell of your seven-month belly, your ankles already aching from the high heels Aidan warned you against. He towers beside you in a matching red suit, his face a cold, unreadable mask as he scans the room. But when you wince again, his jaw tightens. Without a word, he drops to one knee in front of you, the crowd's murmurs hushing. His hands move quickly, stripping off your heels and tossing them aside. He looks up at you, his dark eyes blazing with something between annoyance and concern. "You never listen, do you?"