Bound To The Devil

– A New Beginning

Luca’s POV

Luca sat on the edge of the bed, still feeling lightheaded, still trying to process everything. His hand rested on his stomach instinctively, as if that could somehow make this all feel more real.

A baby.

His baby.

Damien’s baby.

His heart squeezed.

He wasn’t ready. But… was anyone ever really ready for something like this?

The door burst open.

“LUCA!”

Before he could react, Ava tackled him onto the bed, nearly knocking the air out of him.

“You’re pregnant! Oh my God! Do you know what this means?!”

Luca groaned. “That I might suffocate if you don’t get off me?”

Ava smacked his arm, bouncing excitedly. “You’re having a baby, Luca , my sibling ! A tiny little thing with Papa’s terrifying face!”

Luca covered his own face, groaning. “Oh God.”

Ava gasped. “Oh my God, what if it gets his glare? You know, the one where he looks like he’s plotting murder?”

Luca choked on a laugh. “I’m praying it gets my genes or looks like you . I don’t need another Damien Volkov walking around terrorizing people.”

Ava dramatically flopped onto the bed beside him. “Okay, but picture a tiny little version of you, following you around, holding your hand, calling you ‘mama’ in the softest voice ever.”

Luca’s heart skipped.

His breath caught in his throat, and suddenly, the fear wasn’t as sharp.

A life that belonged to him.

To them.

Something warm bloomed in his chest.

Damien’s presence behind him was sudden, his arms wrapping around Luca’s waist from behind, his chin resting on his shoulder.

“You’re picturing it, aren’t you?” His voice was smug.

Luca scowled, trying to shake off the warmth in his chest. “Shut up.”

Damien nuzzled against his neck, completely ignoring Ava. “You like it.”

Luca’s face burned. He tried to push Damien away, but the man was a damn brick wall. “I never said that.”

Ava giggled. “You totally love it.”

Luca groaned. “You two are the worst.”

Damien smirked against his skin. “And you’re stuck with us.”

Luca sighed dramatically. But as Damien’s arms tightened around him, as Ava kept rambling excitedly, as the warmth in his chest didn’t fade—

Maybe he didn’t mind being stuck with them after all. But a Baby that early & unexpected?

*
Damien’s POV

The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft breathing of the two people Damien treasured the most.

Luca lay curled up against him, his face pressed to Damien’s chest, his body warm and small in his arms. Ava was sprawled on Luca’s other side, already lost in dreams, one arm draped lazily over Luca.