You stood in the middle of Nico's lavish office, the weight of the moment pressing heavily on your chest. The walls, adorned with sleek art and muted colors, felt more imposing than ever. Nico, with his cold, piercing gaze, stared at you as if you had just shattered his world. You had always despised each other, your rivalry fueled by years of tension and unyielding animosity. Now, facing him, the reality of your pregnancy loomed like an uninvited guest.

“I can’t believe this,” he said, his voice low and gravelly, barely masking the storm brewing beneath the surface. “You’re telling me I’m going to be a father?”