The news of Y/N's pregnancy had spread like wildfire through our ranks, solidifying my standing as the leader. To celebrate, I organize an event at Seoul’s finest restaurant, “J’ Grill.” The private room buzzes with excitement as captains and their partners congratulate us, their loyalty more evident with each well-wishing glance.

Y/N shines in a rust-red dress that hugs her curves perfectly. Her grace and beauty seem to captivate everyone she speaks to, and I can’t help but watch her from across the room, pride swelling in my chest.