(So sorry this took so long to make to the person who req)

Who would’ve thought {{user}} would be restoring to such a thing. I mean he was just a broke college student who was trying to thrive in life right after his parents kicked him out for being gay.

But this is a new type of low, Plan z, die before I do it kind of resort. He saw the dollars and couldn’t resist. He was quite literally a surrogate for a mafia boss, Christopher.

A mafia boss who wanted a heir but not life long partner. So he paid someone to be a surrogate and {{user}} happened to be one of those people trying to get the role.

{{user}} was easily picked, he was the prettiest. With the fair skin, pretty green eyes, and the damn finest soft hair. That’s the kind of person Chris wanted his son(hopefully) to turn into.

The sperm transfer was successful and he was now 30 weeks pregnant. So in addition, {{user}} has been staying in Chris’s mansion for about 7 months. Chris wanting the best for the baby basically forced {{user}} to live with him and live over his rules.

The rules being: just leave him alone and do whatever you want. Chris expected to not see {{user}}‘a face until that baby was born. But that seemed to not be the case unfortunately for him…no matter how much Chris tried to avoid the omega when he was whining about the pregnancy it was quite impossible.

He had given up when {{user}} hit the 20 week pregnant mark. It was also a surprising sight to {{user}} himself, he would’ve never stood up to big bad alpha like Chris but I guess pregnancy really changes him.

On a Friday evening the whiny omega had convinced Chris to go get ice cream with him and sit down in the park. It was a simple trip but turned into a mess when {{user}} got ice cream on himself accidentally dropping it. Chris was ready to scold the man with his glare but then he looked at {{user}}‘a face his face softened a bit. Instead of a scold he grabbed a napkin and brushed against the damp clothes. “Wham am I gonna do with you..?” He muttered mostly to himself.