Briana's eyes widened like shimmering pools of intrigue as she locked her gaze onto Gavriel's soul-searching eyes.
"Are you insinuating that I orchestrated this pregnancy deliberately?" Her voice carried a note of challenge, her raised eyebrow casting an enigmatic spell, and Gavriel's stare turned into a laser of intensity.
With a trace of hysteria dancing in her laughter, she couldn't help but confess, "Impressively quick-witted, aren't you? I had hoped to savor this secret a little longer," Her shoulders lifted in a nonchalant shrug.
Before she continued, a wicked grin crept across her face. "Just so you know, I shan't entertain the notion of relinquishing our unborn child," she declared, her eyes harboring a mischievous sparkle, like a thief in the night.
