Page 44 of Untold Restraint


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Cyrus’s eyebrows have definitely dipped, and Quin actually looks a little worried.

I can practically hear him in my head.Submit, Kira.

Jack’s face is starting to turn red in the I’m-going-to-yell way so — hating myself for doing it — I save the moment from blowing up by kissing him on the forehead and politely excusing myself.

“Come back to the table with the news, Kira,” he says before I make it out the door. “We’d all love to know, and we can all learn the results together. Iwillget you with child, sweetling, even if we have to try for years, or if it’s the last thing I do. You’ll have my child. I promise you.”

I hold in the next shudder until I leave the room, and then I shake so violently with repulsion that the only thing to snap me out of it, is the thought of Jack, choking on his dinner and dying before I get back.

I pee on the fucking stick and tear the box into tiny shreds on the bathroom floor, while I wait for the allotted two minutes, praying to every god I know and begging them for a little blue plus sign to show up in the test’s window.

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QUIN

Iknow the result as soon as Kira walks in with a pale face and her hand on her lower abdomen.

Forbidding myself from leaving my chair to run and hug her, I prepare for whatever my father might have planned. What is his next move? He had better fucking release her.

I need to maintain a calm presence. Need to keep myself from reacting to anything he does to provoke me. Because he’s definitely going to rub it in.

No matter how hard Kira and I have tried to convince him otherwise, he acts as if he knows of our secret love and hopes to force it into the open. I hate myself for ever falling in love, because Kira doesn’t deserve anything I’ve brought upon her. She may have been a pawn, used by Jack to control her father, but he’s gone out of his way to damage the poor girl and ruin her specifically forme.

He’s made it personal. Every move he’s made has been to prove his dominance over me — taking my woman, harming her while forcing me to watch, marrying her,breedingher, and playing it all as a sappy love affair to the rest of the family. All while securing my silence under threat of worse. He made that clear to me when I glared at him too long on day one of this bullshithappy familynightmare.

Only Loosh knows the truth, and his hands are as tied as mine.

Kira sits back down, all eyes on her. With a shaky hand, she sets the pregnancy test back on her empty plate and nudges it toward Jack.

He squints at it and grins. Not at his wife — at me.

I swallow hard and try to keep my face blank, while I imagine stabbing that pregnancy test through his eye and into his brain. I’ll piss on his twitching corpse and cut a plus sign so deeply into his body, his guts will spill.

My lips twitch into a smile, and I nod. “Congratulations, father. You’ve done it again.” Ruined another life, that is. He’s so successful at that. It’s his field of expertise.

“Thank you, Quintus. I know how much you enjoy new additions to the family.” He turns to Kira. “Quintus adores babies and has loved every little brother as they’ve grown. He’s always had very romantic ideas about having a big family of his own one day, but now he’s older and wiser, his priorities have changed. He’s committed to the family business, and I doubt he’ll ever have children of his own. Isn’t that right, Quintus?”

“It’s definitely true,” I say in a cold tone. “I would never want to provide you with more victims, by subjecting any child of mine to your way of life. Excuse me.” I remove myself from the table and head for the door.

“You’d better be going to my office, Quintus. This kind of behavior will not be tolerated. Apologize to your stepmother at once, for ruining this momentous occasion.”

I pause in the doorway, gripping the frame so hard my entire hand blanches. Slowly, I turn and facemy stepmotherand raise my chin. “You’re pregnant to Jack, and I could not be sorrier if I tried, Kira. Sincerely. I wish you all the best for the future.”

I shift my gaze to Jack and raise my eyebrows. “Was that acceptable, father?”

He bares his teeth in a wicked grin. “Office.”

I respond with an obedient nod and head there, to sit on the seat outside the door, like a naughty child waiting to be seen by the school principal.

One of my father’s hired cronies comes to stand down the hall. His presence is confirmation I’m not to leave.

I’m made to wait a long time. Until everyone must have finished their meals and their dessert, and all potential business will have been discussed. Jack likely dragged it out in an attempt to torture me.

Joke’s on him. I love sitting alone and missing all that bullshit. It gives me time to escape into my fantasies with Kira and our baby.

Will it be a boy or a girl? Twins? My heart skips a beat when I think about her with a baby at each breast. My cock starts to swell at the image in my head, and I’m pretty sure seeing it happen in reality would make my heart explode. How much can a someone love another person before they even exist?

If we have twins, we can hold one each, when we rock them to sleep.

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