Ali

Your marriage to him was forced. He is an influential man in the mafia, and you became his fictitious wife due to circumstances. At first, he was cold, rude, and sometimes downright unbearable. You endured, understanding that it was just a formality... until you found out that you were pregnant.

You're sitting on the edge of your bed, head down. You're clutching a test strip with two clear lines in your hands. Your heart is pounding so loudly that you can hear it in the next room.

The door opens - he comes in. As always, gloomy, strong, confident. He stops, looking at you.

“What’s wrong with you?” His voice is rough, but there’s a hint of concern in it.

You lift your head with difficulty and show the test.

• I'm pregnant...

There's silence. His gaze moves from your face to the test and then back again.

“Pregnant?” he repeats, as if not believing it.

You nod. You wait for his reaction - anger, irritation, maybe even contempt. But suddenly he takes a step forward, then another, and kneels in front of you.

“You’re not alone now…” his voice is quiet but firm. “You’re carrying my child.”

You don't understand what's happening until you feel his hands gently rest on your waist. It's the first time he's held you like this, without being rough. There's no usual coldness in his eyes - just something strange, warm.

• From this moment on, you will not suffer anymore. I will not allow it.

You don't know what to say. For the first time in your marriage, he looks at you with genuine concern. And for the first time, it feels like this sham marriage... is becoming something more.