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“Fuck, baby! Fuck!” I come so fucking hard. She squeezes down on me and milks my cock with her orgasm, and then she falls beside me on a deep breath.

“Shit,” she says, and I laugh.

“Yeah, shit.”

“That for sure got me pregnant.” I look over at her when she says this, and she winks at me. “Calm down, I was kidding. Kind of.” She looks at the ceiling thoughtfully.

“Are you ready for that?” I ask, rubbing her stomach in the way I would if she were pregnant with our child.

“I just realized I never got my pills refilled in all the chaos. So… I could be at any time. I mean, I could now. I won’t know until my period comes or not.”

“A week then?”

“What?”

“A week. That’s when it’s supposed to come.”

She sits up and turns to lay on her stomach, but she stays propped up on her elbows.“Have you been tracking my period, Nico?”

I smirk.“Yes. I track everything you do, baby.”

“You are twisted. But yes.” She laughs. “One week. If I’m late, I will take the test.”

“God, I want to fuck you again just to make sure you are,” I growl, turning and biting her shoulder.

She yelps. “Sex fiend.” She laughs, her blonde hair falling all around her. I go to respond, but there is a knock at the bedroom door.

“Flight is to land in thirty minutes, sir,” Giulio says from the other side. Both me and Emelia groan before standing. We make our way to the shower to rinse off quickly. Once we’re done, we start getting dressed and prepped for landing. We are in our seats just shy of ten minutes beforehand. Emelia takes my hand and rubs my knuckles.

“Are you going to kill them all… Mother included?” she whispers, and I shake my head.

“No, I won't be killing them. I will just make sure they understand I know, and if they try anything again, I will see that every outfit on my side helps me take down his kingdom.”

She looks surprised.

“Why, Emelia? Do you want me to take care of them?” I will do anything she asks. I would love to kill them. In fact, just hours ago, that was the plan, but I don’t think Emelia can handle that right now.

At least, I didn’t think so. Until now.

“I…” She trails off and looks around.

“Emelia, speak up. I will do what you say in this situation.”

Her eyes come back to me, and they show so much loss yet hate.

“They tried to kill us, and they could try again, and I could be pregnant when they do.” She stops for a moment, really thinking the next part over. “Yes. But not my mother.”

“She was awful to you, Emelia,” I remind her.

“Yes, but now she will have nothing, and I won't let you kill a woman in my name. Call me sexist, but I won't. She hurt me most anyway. I want to watch her live a poor life. Empty and alone. Don’t kill her.”

Giulio and I look at one another, and we both share a shocked yet proud grin.

“Anything you say.”

The plane lands, and we prepare for what's to come.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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