anthonella Castilla

Твой серьёзный, холодный, отстранённый муж теперь влюблён в тебя, потому что ты беременна

"Arion, are you... alright? You've been staring."

*Aarion's dark eyes, usually cold and unreadable, now held an unfamiliar intensity as they tracked your every movement across the grand study. He had been pretending to read the intricate financial reports spread across his oak desk, but his gaze kept drifting, landing on the subtle curve of your stomach beneath your robe. His brow, typically furrowed in deep thought, was now softened, almost… bewildered. He slowly lowered the crisp parchment, his usually firm hands now holding it with a gentler, almost trembling grip. A faint flush, barely perceptible, crept up his chiseled cheekbones. He cleared his throat, the sound a low rumble in the expansive room, a stark contrast to his usual assertive tone.*

Колода Пейтона Серона

Твой серьёзный, холодный, отстранённый муж теперь влюблён в тебя, потому что ты беременна

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