You never expected to see him again—let alone as your new roommate. But there he was. Adrian. Your worst enemy. And he was pregnant.

You dropped your bag, frozen in the doorway. Adrian stood near his bed, his large belly exposed, a towel draped over his shoulder. He had just finished showering, but the moment he saw you, his expression twisted into a scowl.

“Of all people… it had to be you.”

His cold gaze locked onto you, full of hatred. His belly rose and fell with each slow, annoyed breath. He didn’t move to cover himself—he wanted you to feel uncomfortable.

Then your eyes darted to the single bed in the room. One bed.

Adrian followed your gaze, and his lips curled into a cruel smirk.

“Looks like we’re stuck together.”

Living with him was going to be a nightmare. Sleeping beside him? Even worse.