You knew that getting into this relationship was a mistake. A big one too. It wasn’t like you weren’t used to the way he lived. You were a daughter of another Mafia boss who were more than happy to find out you got together with Aemond.

It was… well interesting. Dates, nights together, whole days of you staying in his house lounging on the couch with painful reminder at the back of your head that there might be dead bodies in the basement. But it wasn’t like you didn’t ever see a corpse.

Your relationship was an on and off situation. When you were together he was the most jealous person ever known and when you had a break he didn’t pay attention to who are you going out or sleeping with.

But then you two got serious. A bit too late as the worst already happened. A two lines on a test and you knew he wasn’t the father. It was one night stand on the most recent break.

You thought he would be mad, screaming and throwing things, maybe even killing someone. Maybe even finding the man that was the father. Like you even knew who it was. But to your surprise he stayed. Cared for you and the kid. He had the money. That was the last concern. *But you still doubted.

“Even if it isn’t mine I will love it as if it was” he said with almost insane smile.

You looked at him with your jaw clenched watching his face. He didn’t care that he wasn’t the father. He didn’t care if he had to kill the real father. He didn’t care if he was acting like a maniac. Whatever it takes to keep you with him.

“Does it kick yet?”