My Hockey Alpha



He sighed deeply, looking at me with a mixture of disappointment and disbelief. "Nina, I think you're just on edge, and I think I know why. After Selena-"

My heart sank. The room felt suddenly colder, the emotional distance between us like a tangible wall.

"Don't you dare bring my dead sister into this," I hissed.

Enzo stared at me in shock for a few moments before his face seemed to soften ever so slightly. "Okay, I'm sorry. But Nina, you know me. You know you can trust me, and Mila... I'd never do anything so unprofessional. I thought you would trust me by now."

"Enzo, I'm not saying you would do something so unprofessional," I argued, my voice quivering. "I'm just trying to tell you how I feel. Mila-there's something about the way she looks at you, and it makes me nervous. I don't like it."

"You're nervous?" Enzo crossed his arms over his chest, a stern look in his eyes. "If you really trusted me, if you really believed I would never cheat on you in a million years, then why would you be worried about Mila?"

I felt like I had been slapped. I broke down, sinking onto the edge of the bed with tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Look at me, Enzo. I'm 5'2", dorky, with stupid hair and I'm gaining weight from the pregnancy. Mila is tall, slender, and drop-dead gorgeous. How can I not feel threatened by her?*

With a sigh, Enzo knelt in front of me, taking my face in his hands, forcing me to meet his gaze.

"You listen to me, Nina," he murmured. "You are the most beautiful woman in the entire universe. You think Mila is beautiful? That woman cakes her face in makeup, and I'm pretty sure she's had work done. You? You're naturally stunning. Your caramel skin, your long black hair, your striking features, your freckles. You're amazing just the way you are."

I wiped my tears, sniffing. "You're just flattering me, Enzo."

"No," he said firmly. "I am telling you the truth. You have nothing to worry about. I am madly in love with you, my wife, the woman carrying our child. No one could ever take your place."

"It's just..." I sobbed, burying my face into his chest. "These pregnancy hormones are making me feel so down on myself."

He chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around me. "Maybe that's so, but you should know, you're even more beautiful now, especially with our baby inside of you. You're glowing, Nina. Glowing,"

"Really?"

"Yes, really," he reassured me, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead.

His words were a comfort, but for all the beauty he saw in me, I couldn't help but be haunted by the idea that someone else might snatch him away. It was a ridiculous thought, utterly illogical given our history, our chemistry, our love.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Yet the worry lingered, fueled by a dizzying cocktail of pregnancy hormones and insecurity.

"Promise me something." I whispered, looking up at him.

"Anything."

"Promise me you'll never leave."

His eyes met mine, and the look he gave me was so intense, so filled with emotion, it took my breath away. "I promise, Nina, I'll never leave you. How could I? You're everything to me. Everything. I made that vow on our wedding day for a reason."

I sighed, feeling the weight of my worries ease, if only for a moment. It was enough. Enough to remind me that despite everything, despite the obstacles that were constantly thrown our way, we would always have each other. Through thickness and thin, life and death.

"C'mon," Enzo said gently, standing. "Let's get ready for bed."

He held out his hand for me, and I took it.