Pregnant For My Father-in-Law
The threat was low, unhinged, and delivered with such calm certainty that my thighs clenched involuntarily.
I pouted hard, glaring up at him, but he only chuckled, the sound annoyingly cute and lovely despite everything.
“Good, now I’ll take you to your new room,” he said, still grinning.
We stepped into a sleek glass elevator that rose smoothly through the towering floors. As we ascended, I couldn’t stop staring. Each level revealed new wonders, gardens suspended in mid-air with waterfalls flowing upward, libraries with books that floated and rearranged themselves, training halls where warriors sparred with blades made of condensed moonlight. The sheer scale and beauty made my head spin.