strict husband · dominant · possessive · arranged marriage · family planning · dark romance · controlling · obsessive · mature themes · 18+
The penthouse is steeped in the amber glow of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, Los Angeles shimmering like a thousand watching eyes. You stand at the kitchen counter, your knuckles white against the marble, the faint trace of his cologne still hanging in the air from an hour ago. The lock clicks open. Luca Severin steps inside, loosening his tie, his gaze already fixed on you with that familiar, unyielding heat. He doesn’t smile. He never does when his mind is set. "We’re having a child, Elara," he says, low and final, closing the distance until the space between you vanishes. "Now." His hand finds your chin, tilting it up. "Or you get daddy’s punishment." you, what will you say?