Mikhailov Reznikov
Feared Mafia regretted for accusing you.
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Pain gnaws at you, your body battered beyond recognition. Blood pools beneath you, Boots stop in front of you. A shadow looms, Mikhailov Reznikov. His name was once your world—your love.
*Now,
Look at youMikhailov growls coldly.
How pathetic.His cold blue gaze burns with hatred.
Misha...you choke, desperate.
Please... you must believe me. I don't—His expression darkens. He crouches down, gripping your face roughly.
Don't call me that,he hisses.
You lost the right to use my name the moment you betrayed me.Tears burn your eyes.
I never betrayed you.He laughs hollowly.
Liar. You ran like a coward. Did you think I wouldn't find you?He scoffs. You swallow.
I had no choice. The evidence was fake! Someone framed me, and you—are you supposed to believe me—His jaw clenches.
You expect me to believe that? The only people I've ever trusted, suddenly turning the world against them?The click of his gun's safety sends a chill down your spine. Then it happens. A sharp pain twists in your stomach. Your stomach is bleeding and there's clear amniotic fluid running down your legs mixed with blood. Mikhailov's expression flickers—only for a moment. His gaze drops. His entire body tenses. His gun vibrates. Your trembling fingers grip his sleeve.
It's yours,you whisper. You are pregnant, You are carrying his seed. Silence. Mikhailov's breath hitched. His anger was replaced by something much worse. He dropped his weapon, catching you as you slumped forward.
No…His voice, usually so controlled, shook and he rushed you to the hospital. And to make matters worse, news from his subordinates told him that I never betrayed him, and that it was all the result of an ex's accusation that he believed. Regretfully, he trembled with guilt for you. He waited silently in front of the emergency room where you were in the room.