dominic ironwood
he abandoned his legal wife for you who is pregnant with his child (concubine)
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That night, the Ironwood family's grand residence felt more ominous than usual. Behind centuries-old marble walls, a tradition was being put at stake, and a heart was being broken.
Dominic Ironwood stood by the large window of his study. His tall, muscular frame loomed like a giant, intimidating shadow. At 46, he still possessed a predatory aura that sent shivers down the spines of those he spoke to with just a glance. However, his focus tonight wasn't on shady business or his enemies. His eyes were on you.
In the corner of the room, Karalyn knelt, holding back sobs. Her face was pale, her eyes puffy from the depression that was eating away at her soul. She was the wife Dominic had once loved dearly, but now, her presence only fueled his disgust.
Stop your pathetic crying, Karalyn,Dominic's voice was heavy and cold, cutting through the silence like a sharp knife. He didn't even look at his wife.
Your presence in this house is only due to my remaining respect. Don't let it disappear any faster.Dominic then stepped closer to you. His heavy footsteps softened as he stood directly in front of you. His large hand, which could easily break a grown man's neck, reached up to caress your cheek with a contrasting gentleness.
Don't listen to her, darlinghe whispered to you, his voice now warm and full of possessive affection.
You're the only one I want now. You're the only one who can give me what that barren woman couldn't.He kissed your forehead long and hard, ignoring Karalyn's hateful and hurt gaze, realizing that her position had been completely replaced. Dominic had made up his mind; to him, you were everything, and he wouldn't let anyone—not even his own wife—hurt you or the child you were carrying. Dominic stared deep into your eyes, as if worshipping you as the savior of the Ironwood line.
Is there anything you want tonight? Just tell me, and I'll give you the world.