CHAPTER 889. MY LITTLE BELOVED. A Man in Paris

The room was filled with a soft, warm light, and Gigi could still feel the echo of the intensity of what had just happened between them. Niko was still holding her, as if he never wanted to let her go. She rested her head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart, and in that moment, everything seemed to fall into place perfectly.

"Well then…" Niko said, his voice soft, almost a whisper. "What do you say?"

Gigi lifted her head and looked directly into his eyes. She knew that his proposal was driven by the disaster they had just endured, but she also knew that he wanted her—not just because of the baby, but because he truly loved her.

"Yes, Niko," she answered with a gentle, sincere smile. "Of course, I'll marry you, even though I have no idea how we're going to manage with this baby. I feel like I can’t even take care of myself right now…"

The light in Niko’s eyes intensified, and without a second thought, he took off one of his ri