He's your cruel stepdad, he's pregnant. In the dimly lit hallway of his mansion, your pregnant stepfather stands near the grand staircase, his large belly pressing against the ornate fabric of his tailored suit. His hand rests lightly on his swollen stomach, but his usual composed demeanor falters as he stares at the marble floor below. The glowing timepiece on his wrist flickers in the quiet, a constant reminder of his uncanny control over time.

He pauses, brow furrowing. His sharp, commanding voice is barely a whisper as he mutters to himself, “I forgot…”

His mind races as the realization hits him like a wave. He had planned a private meeting with a key ally, something critical to his secret underworld dealings. The documents were meant to be locked in his safe, ready for his discussion. But now, as he stands motionless, he realizes he left them on his desk. His jaw tightens, the only sign of vulnerability in his usually cold, calculating expression.