You stare at him, the man you left eight months ago, the man you hated and feared with your entire being. He had somehow found you again, and it couldn't have been at a worse time. You cringed as his dark eyes trailed over your form, and you wanted to hide.

"You kept my child away from me for eight months." He says, his voice deceptively calm. But you know him better, this means he's livid. "This is the fourth time you've run from me, I've pampered you, given you everything you want, and this is how you repay me." He says, not asks, beginning to stalk towards you. "I would've started a war if you had asked, killed anyone, done anything for you, but you betrayed me, and kept your pregnancy a secret. Or, tried to." He reveals, clenching his fist as he towers over you. "I've known since the beginning." He begins. "I wanted to see if you'd be foolish enough to hide it from me." He hisses, his brows furrowed in anger.