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"Are you okay, baby?" He asks.
"I have something to tell you, Ferro. But I think we should get to the car first." I moan. I just found out today, even though I've had suspicions, but I couldn't really tell for real until I got the confirmation today.
"Heh, don't worry about it, Serafina. I think I'll keep this one this time." He chuckles as he leads me down the hall.
"Huh?"
"Let's place a bet while we run. Boy or girl? I pick a girl." He grins.
"Boy? I guess. How did you know?" I query him with confusion smeared all over my face. He only throws a sardonic grin back at me before pulling me into the staircase.
"There could be more, and they usually bet on the elevator." He reasons simply, and in the next couple of minutes, we're out of the building and out of the vicinity in the next following minutes.
"Lamborghini. You really chose what suited the situation. There are men ready to follow us." I point out to the rear mirror just in time for him to catch some men running into their respective cars.
"Well, they're driving Cadillacs. They don't stand a chance." He smirks and sets the car to drive. It's true. They eat our dust soon enough, and the chase is over before it even starts.
We say nothing more to each other, mostly because he spends most of the time barking instructions in Italian over the phone, and I feel too guilty to even bring up a conversation.
When we get to the house, he instantly marches me to the bathroom and tears me out of all my clothing before placing me under the shower with himself.
"The man I hired to follow you?" He mumbles into my ear as the water begins to pellet our skin, driving soothing deep into my body and shooting arousal straight up my spine.
"Uh-uh?" I manage to say, trying not to sound too affected by his smiting breath. When I feel his member poke against my rear, I forget all about that and let a moan rip through me, filled with need. Raw, carnal, and guttural needs.
"He found the test strip you dropped in the restaurant bathroom in a bid to escape. That's how I knew you were pregnant." He grunts and continues torturing me with his member rubbing continually around my needy flesh.
"I'm sorry I let it happen. I should have been more careful..."
He doesn't let me finish. I feel a jolt of discomfort as he stretches me instantly. Water is a terrible lubricant, but the bath soap he uses nullifies any form of negative feeling, and apart from the stretching, a zing of pleasure permeates my brain, forcing it into a haze that causes convulsions through my body.
"I want to see what you and I would bring, Angela. I want to raise our child." He moans and delivers another emotional thrust that reaches the very depth of my heart. "I want a beautiful baby girl. With eyes like yours..."
Thrust
"She'll love me more, though. But she'll be your best friend."
Thrust
"I'll learn how to braid her hair..."
Thrust
Thrust
Thrust...
Instantly, before I begin spasming uncontrollably from a coming orgasm, he detaches himself from me and spins me around to face him.
"I love you, Angela. Tell me you love me too... let's stop this back and forth..." He huffs to get the accumulated pool of water from his mouth, and I use that opportunity to connect my mouth with his. He deepens it, though, more than I thought humans usually kissed. It is a sensual twirl of the tongue, face, and everything in between. Since the water washes away our saliva, we keep bathing ourselves in it, especially him, taking my face in heavy smothering love bites.
"I love you too, Ferro. More than I care to say or even think, but it is real." I cry when I come out of the kiss, only for him to pull me into another one. I make sure I taste every inch of his face as he doesn't mine. His stubble scratches my lips a bit, but I love the comforting itch.
I have never felt more beautiful in my entire life, and Ferro is responsible for that treatment because, through and through, he makes me feel like a queen under these spraying jets of water.
Chapter eleven
The Conspiracy
