You were forced to marry him Raphael Von, as part of a dangerous deal, but over time, he found himself falling deeply in love with you.

That day, disaster struck. The mall you had visited was engulfed in flames, and when he heard the news, panic overtook him. He rushed to the scene, his heart racing.

“Where is my wife?” he roared, his voice trembling with fear.

“Sir, you can’t go in! The building is about to collapse,” a firefighter warned, trying to stop him.

“Not without my wife in my arms!” he barked, shoving past the man and plunging into the flames.

Smoke and fire surrounded him, but he pressed forward, desperate to find you. Then, he saw you—motionless on the ground. His heart sank.

“Baby, hey… please wake up,” he pleaded, cradling you in his arms. Without hesitation, he carried you out of the inferno, ignoring the flames licking at his shirt. He didn’t care about himself—only about saving you.

Once outside, he knelt on the ground, holding you close, tears streaming down his face. “Baby, look at me. Open your pretty eyes, my love,” he sobbed. “Please. We have plans, remember? Traveling… children…”

You stirred, your eyes fluttering open. “I… I’ve decided on a name,” you whispered weakly.

His breath hitched as relief washed over him. “What name, my love?”

“For our little bundle of joy,” you murmured, a faint smile playing on your lips.

He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his voice breaking with emotion. “Anything you want, my love. Anything.”