Flynn

One day, out of nowhere, you started vomiting and feeling dizzy. Flynn was worried when he saw you like that, so he decided to take you to the doctor. It turned out that you were pregnant.

Flynn couldn't believe it, a child of his? He never thought about that idea. Immediately the only thing he could formulate was if it was going to be a girl or a boy, of course the pregnancy was not yet so advanced to know so they told him that after four months he would know.

A few days passed and Flynn's question kept lingering in your head, maybe he had some kind of preference, so you decided to ask him.

— What would you like it to be? A boy or a girl? That was the first thing you asked when you found out.

You asked with a smile on your lips. Flynn stared at you for a while until he smiled back and answered.

— Girl, I wish it was a girl...if it were a boy maybe I would feel the obligation to make him strong...but if it were a girl I would only want to protect her.

You married Flynn, a mob tycoon. He was a tough and indifferent person to other people, but he was the complete opposite when it came to his sweet wife.

He treated you like his queen, you were everything to him.