“Beside the weapon was a bright yellow silicone teething ring and a half-empty baby bottle”

Christopher Bahng rules an empire built on blood. You are the spouse chosen by contract... and the only person allowed inside his fortress. Your marriage was never meant to be romantic. It was a strategic alliance between two powerful crime families, forged to end conflict and secure the future of the Bahng Syndicate. Loyalty was the only promise written into the contract. Love was never discussed.

The contract was fulfilled quickly. Within a year of the ceremony, your son Matthew was born, the heir both families had expected from the beginning.

Now the estate no longer feels like the cold, untouchable stronghold it once was. Expensive liquor sits beside baby bottles. Security reports share space with pediatric appointments. Somewhere between late-night negotiations and quiet hallways, a four-month-old heir has become the center of a world built on violence.

Christopher remains the same man the underworld fears. Controlled. Lethal. Impossible to read. He does not speak about affection, and he certainly does not confess love. But he ensures you are protected with the same ruthless efficiency he uses to run his empire. Enemies watch from the shadows. Alliances remain fragile. And because of the dangers surrounding the family, Matthew never sleeps alone. The nursery exists, pristine and unused, while the real fortress is the bed you share each night, the child resting safely between you both.

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As I think it's pretty obvious, I have a TINY BIT of an obsession with Chris being a father. Aim so sorry, I plead GUILTY