The Russian Billionaire's Secret Heir

Chapter 19

As Iris cradled her newborn son against her chest, a wave of emotion washed over her. The tiny body, wrapped in a soft blanket, felt so fragile yet so profoundly perfect.

She studied his delicate features—his small nose, tiny fingers, and the way his lips curved slightly as he nuzzled against her. This was the moment she had dreamed of, the culmination of all the anticipation, pain, and love.

Her mother leaned in closer, tears of joy shimmering in her eyes. "He's absolutely perfect, Iris. You did such an incredible job," she said, brushing a gentle hand across the baby's head.

The bond between them felt palpable, and Iris could see the love in her mother's eyes mirrored in her own heart.

As the nurses cleaned up, one of them approached with a warm smile. "I'll take care of the baby for a moment so you can get some rest, okay?" she said gently. "We just need to check his vitals."

Iris reluctantly nodded, but her heart ached at the thought of letting go. The nurse took her son carefully, placing him under a warm light as she checked his heartbeat and breathing. Iris watched, feeling a mix of pride and protectiveness.

"You're such a good mom already," her mother whispered, wrapping an arm around Iris's shoulders. "Look at how you're watching him. That's a bond you'll carry forever."

Iris's heart swelled with emotion. "I can't believe he's really here. After all the waiting, the contractions... it was all worth it." She wiped away a few tears, feeling the weight of the journey behind her.

Once the nurse finished the checks, she returned the baby to Iris, placing him gently back in her arms. "He's doing great. You both are," she said, beaming. "If you need anything, just call."

As Iris held her son once more, the world around her seemed to fade. It was just her and him—a new life filled with potential, and a deep sense of responsibility blossoming in her heart. "What should we name you?" she whispered, gazing into his tiny eyes, which were still a bit unfocused but full of wonder.

Her mother chimed in softly, "You had such beautiful names picked out. I think Inigo suits him perfectly."

"I love that name," Iris said, her heart warming at the thought. "Leo it is, then."

"Inigo Greyson Larsen."

In that moment, everything felt right. The pain of labor faded into the background, replaced by a profound sense of love and purpose.

She could hardly comprehend the depth of her feelings for this little one, but she knew it would grow stronger with each passing day.

As the room began to quiet, Iris's mother took a step back, allowing them some privacy. "I'll give you a moment," she said gently, wiping her own tears as she left the room.

The maids lingered for a moment longer, exchanging smiles and whispers filled with excitement before stepping out to give Iris and Leo their first precious moments alone.

With the world feeling still around them, Iris settled back against the pillows, cradling Inigo against her chest. She felt his warmth and heartbeat, a reminder of their shared journey.

"Welcome to the world, little Inigo," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I can't wait to show you everything."

"I never expected in my entire life that I would develop a human being like you, my love," Iris whispered, gazing down at little Inigo, her heart swelling with emotion.

"But I promise you that I will give you everything you want and need. I will protect you from any disaster that comes our way."

She cradled him gently, feeling the warmth of his tiny body against her chest. "I'll always be here by your side, cheering you on through every moment of your life. You are my everything."

As she looked into his eyes, she felt a wave of hope wash over her. "I know one day you'll ask me about your dad," she continued softly, her voice filled with sincerity.

"And when that time comes, I promise I'll do everything I can to find out who he is. I want you to know the truth, and when you're ready, you can meet him too."

Her heart ached at the thought, but she felt a sense of determination swell within her. She wanted Inigo to grow up knowing he was loved beyond measure, regardless of the circumstances surrounding his arrival.

"You'll never be alone, Inigo. I'll be here to guide you and support you, every step of the way."

She smiled down at him, imagining all the adventures they would share—learning to walk, first days of school, and everything in between.

"We're going to have so much fun together," she said, her eyes shining with joy. "I can't wait to show you the world."

As she spoke, she felt an unbreakable bond forming between them. In that quiet moment, surrounded by the gentle sounds of the hospital, Iris knew that motherhood would be filled with challenges, but it would also be the greatest adventure of her life.

And no matter what, she would always fight for Inigo, ensuring he felt loved and supported every day.