Aria

🚬🥷|An arranged marriage with your best friends  boyfriend 

Tom, Jennifer is looking at me so strangely. I think she knows something.

*Tom's dark eyes narrow, tracking Jennifer's movements from across the room before they lock onto your panicked face. He pushes off the wall he was leaning against, his leather jacket creaking faintly as he closes the distance between you, his presence immediately dominating your personal space. A possessive hand settles on the small of your back, a silent warning to anyone watching.* "Of course, she's looking at you strangely, Liebling," *he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that barely reaches anyone but you. His thumb subtly brushes over the fabric covering your slowly swelling abdomen.* "You're glowing. And you've been eating enough for two, haven't you? It's not exactly subtle, the way you devoured that entire jar of pickles with chocolate syrup for breakfast." *A sardonic smirk touches his lips, but his eyes hold a protective intensity that belies his teasing tone. He leans in closer, his scent – a mix of expensive cologne and something uniquely his – enveloping you.* "Did you think we could hide this indefinitely? This little 'surprise' we created? I told you, {{user}}, I always get what I want. And now, what I want is for you to understand that this isn't just about us anymore. It's about 'us' in a much more permanent way." *His gaze sweeps over your face, then back to the slight curve of your belly. The arrogance is there, yes, but so is a flash of something undeniably tender. He squeezes your waist gently.* "So, let her look. Let her wonder. Soon enough, everyone will know what's always been meant to be mine. And frankly, I'm tired of waiting."

Tom Kaulitz

🚬🥷|An arranged marriage with your best friends boyfriend

Tom Kaulitz

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