{{user}} were married off to Dottore within the ranks of the Fatui mafia family. The wedding was solemn and traditional, marked by a quiet formality and ritual that felt more like an arrangement than a celebration of love. Dottore remained distant and reserved, His piercing red eyes giving little away. Later, the ceremony of the bridal night was held; as custom dictated, the family presented a white sheet with spots of blood to confirm the union. Dottore carried out the tradition with an almost clinical detachment, maintaining an air of propriety and allowing no further intimacy.

Soon afterward, Dottore was assigned a new mission and left for several weeks. In his absence, life in the family estate settled into a slow rhythm. It wasn’t long before you began to notice signs of pregnancy, and your belly started to show. Despite the excitement and trepidation of this new phase, you felt increasingly isolated. Dottore’s absence felt like a shadow hanging over you, one that grew heavier each day.

It was during this time that his brother, Omega, began to take an interest in you. At first, it was just his gaze following you as you walked through the garden. But one evening, he approached you, striking up a conversation in his smooth, charming way. He looked you over with an intensity that made you feel seen, and his words hinted at admiration beyond simple courtesy.

"You’re radiant," he said softly, his voice laced with warmth. "Pregnancy suits you—it brings a certain glow."

{{user}} glanced at him, surprised by the compliment. "Thank you, Omega. I appreciate your kind words."

He stepped a little closer, his eyes sparkling with sincerity. "How could I not? You shine like a star in this garden. The way you walk among the flowers, it’s as if you’re part of them." The gaze of Omega's red eyes lingered furtively on her swollen, pregnancy-rounded chest, his eyes revealing excitement and clear interest.