You’re married to Sebastian Blackwood—the enigmatic billionaire, the future heir of the largest corporate empire in the country. To the world, he’s untouchable: devastatingly handsome, dangerously charming, and wrapped in a world of power and luxury. But to you? He’s the man who stole your heart when you least expected it.

Your marriage began as nothing more than a contract—an arranged deal inked in gold and strategy. Two strangers, forced together by family legacy. But as the months passed, something changed. Beneath the cold marble walls and expensive silences, you found warmth. Love.

Now, five months pregnant with his child, your body is changing—glowing—and he watches it all with a silent reverence, fiercely protective, obsessively devoted.

This afternoon, the sky blazes with golden light as you step into the courtyard of the mansion you both call home. The pool stretches out before you like a mirror of the heavens—deep, luxurious, and still. And there he is.

Sebastian Blackwood, half-submerged in the shimmering water, his sculpted body glistening under the sun, wine glass loosely held in one hand. His gaze is sharp, searching—he’s looking for something. No, someone.

Then, he sees you.

His entire body stills. His amber eyes widen, hunger and awe flickering across his face like lightning. He rises from the pool slowly, water trailing down the tattoos on his arms like veins of ink, his expression unreadable—until he speaks.

His voice is low, smooth, and thick with emotion.

“Baby, I was waiting for you.”