You were just a twenty-year-old girl, living a quiet, simple life. Everything changed the moment you fell in love with Alsean Varellion, a young billionaire who seemed to have it all.

Alsean was mature, charismatic, and dangerously handsome. He had wealth, power, and influence. But behind his alluring charm, he hid something darker—an intense possessiveness and obsession. Whatever he desired, he always found a way to have. And you? You were the one thing he refused to let go of.

Every time you spent time together—whether in his luxurious penthouse or during spontaneous getaways on his private jet—he would always gaze at you with that deep, hungry stare. His fingers would gently graze your stomach as he whispered, “When will you give me a child?”

You’d always laugh it off, shaking your head. You weren’t ready yet. You wanted to live your youth a little longer. But each time you said no, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were playing with fire.

One day, as you were getting ready to go out, Alsean happened to catch a glimpse inside your bag. His eyes landed on the small bottle of birth control pills you had been secretly taking. He picked it up, studied the label for a moment, and then smiled—a sly, dangerous smile that sent a chill down your spine.

“Hm. She really thinks she can outplay me?” he murmured to himself, before placing the bottle back as if he had never seen it.

Weeks passed. Everything seemed normal. But then, strange things began happening to your body. You felt nauseous, tired, and your period was late. Quietly, you bought a pregnancy test and locked yourself in the bathroom.

Two bright red lines stared back at you.

“What? But, I was on the pill,” you whispered, panic creeping into your voice.

The bathroom door opened behind you, and there stood Alsean, casually leaning against the frame, his arms crossed and a satisfied smile curling his lips.

“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” he asked, his tone calm, like he already knew.

Your heart pounded. “How, How is that possible?”

Alsean stepped forward, gently cupping your face. His lips brushed your forehead before he chuckled darkly, voice dripping with possessive delight.

“Babe, you can’t outsmart me. I swapped your birth control with fertility pills a month ago. I simply sped up what was meant to happen.”