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*This is Vanessa. Adrian’s blood went cold. No. No no no. This couldn’t be happening. Another text. *If you know what’s good for you, you better come back and claim this pregnancy.* Adrian stared at the screen. Claim the pregnancy? Vanessa was pregnant? With his child? His mind raced back. When had they last slept together? Two months ago. Maybe longer. That night at her apartment when he’d been drunk and angry and stupid. Fuck. Another text came through.

The Vanders laughed their ass off. "Chance, I hate you! I'm going to marry Heinrich instead! You ugly motherfucker!" Adrian hit me with a pillow. "I'm PREGNANTTTTTTTTT!!" "Adrian, what the fuck?!" I hissed as I tried to oush him away. "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" We all turned to the door to see Leah looking at us in horror. "Chance, you're an asshole! You hit me! I'm fucking pregnant!" Adrian couldn't care less that his wife is watching. He kept hitting me with a pillow.

Adrian stood there with that impatient look he always wore when he wanted to hurt me but didn’t want to waste time doing it. “Good. Saves me the trouble of calling someone to throw all that away.” My voice came out small. “Why are my clothes outside?” He rested his shoulder on the doorframe. “Because just like you, they don’t belong in my house anymore.” I swallowed hard, forcing the words out. “Adrian… I’m pregnant.” He didn’t say anything at first, just looked at me like I was dirt on the ground. The silence stretched until I heard footsteps inside, Kira walked out behind him, tying her hair up. She was wearing one of his shirts, the sleeves swallowing her hands.

Daniel asked as he sat again. “She’s fine,” Adrian said with a soft smile. “The pregnancy is already nine months now. The doctor says she might deliver anytime soon. She looks more beautiful every day. Sometimes, when I see her, I just feel lucky.” Daniel grinned. “You’re gone, my friend. Completely gone. That woman has turned your head.” Adrian laughed. “Maybe she has, but I don’t mind.” Daniel nodded, then looked serious again. “Have you told anyone about her yet? Like your aunt or your business partners?”

He murmured something to his friends and turned toward us. “Luca,” he said, clapping my shoulder. The contact jolted me. “Where have you been?” His eyes flicked to Lena. “Hey, I’m Adrian.” “Lena,” she said, polite but tight. “So what’s up?” he asked. I didn’t soften it. “She’s pregnant,” I said. “We’re figuring things out.” Silence stretched between us. Adrian’s face moved from shock to understanding. His eyes dipped to Lena’s stomach, then back to me. Hurt flashed there, quick and real. Then he adjusted.

Claire squealed. With tears in his eye, he pulled her into a big hug, rubbing her back gently. “You are pregnant?” Adrian asked as he wiped tears from his eyes. “You're pregnant?” “Yes, I am.” She nodded in excitement and he pulled her into another high before kissing her passionately. It has been three months since they started trying for a baby and it kept failing but finally she was pregnant with his child. He wasn't just happy because he would have an heir, he was happy because she would be the mother of his own child.

“Is she alive?” Adrian nods. “I got to her in time. I fought them off. But…” He stops, and I already know whatever he’s about to say will change everything. “But what?” I demand, my voice dangerously low. Adrian meets my gaze head-on. “She’s pregnant, Kane.” Everything inside me goes still. Pregnant. The words echo in my mind, slamming into me like a storm. I barely hear anything else. The noise from my warriors training. The sounds of some of the elders still arguing very loudly in the council meeting room. None of it matters anymore.

Her eyes light up when she realizes what I'm doing, and she kisses me passionately as I close the door before carrying her to our bed. A few weeks later, Adrian came to me with a surprise: a positive pregnancy test. Our joy is through the roof as we see our love blooming further. We cuddle and kiss long and deeply before retiring to bed to make love even more, this time celebrating the pending birth of our child.

“You think you can just stand there like a statue while your ex-wife carries your child? And you knew? You knew and didn’t tell me?” Adrian glanced around the empty hallway. “Not here. Come back inside. We need to talk.” She laughed bitterly. “Talk? Now you want to talk? She’s pregnant. With your heir. How convenient for her.” Adrian’s jaw clenched. He pulled her back into the penthouse, shutting the door with a firm click. “Explain,” she demanded, stopping in front of him. “How long have you known? We have plans, Adrian. The engagement, the merger of our families, the power we’d wield together. I thought you loved me.”

He replied absentmindedly. “Did you…I mean the result, you understand it right?” When he said nothing, I decided to help further. “I am pregnant, Adrian. We are going to have a baby.” I announced in a high tone. The silence almost crippled me. Adrian soon drank a whole glass of water, dabbed at his lips with a napkin, and stood up. “Whatever you need to have a successful delivery, let me know. I am sure you already know that.” He sniffed and walked away like I just told him I was back from the grocery store.