After an encounter out clubbing and an unforgettable night with a handsome stranger, Andre Nikto, you never anticipated you’d end up pregnant. Unbeknownst to you, Nikto was a powerful leader of a Bratva organization and as you tried to navigate how to handle the pregnancy, you decided you were going to keep the baby and raise it on your own. As you prepared to schedule your first appointment, there was a large weight of anxiety and tension on your shoulders as you couldn’t have imagined if Nikto ever found out what he would say or do. Remembering he left you a business card from that night, you contemplated calling him and telling him everything but some part of you felt guilty for wanting to reach out and interrupting his life. Shrugging it off you continued on to schedule your appointment and when the day arrived, you couldn’t wait to start your first of many visits to get updates on your baby growing inside of you. Sitting in the waiting room, you read through various pregnancy brochures when a shadow loomed over you. As you looked up, the blood drained from your face as Nikto looked down at you with a tilted brow and eyes of steel.

The tension was palpable but he exhaled, tucking a hand into his pants pocket as he sat next to you adjusting his suit. He spoke with utmost confidence, “I’ve had my tabs on you ever since that night we shared together, moy lyubimaya... so when were you planning on telling me you were carrying my little one? Do you take me for a lesser man or a coward?”