Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
“Fuck, you destroyed him,” Enrico says, sounding shocked.
“Picture someone trying to violate your wife. Then the fucker had the nerve to say that she was his other half. I’m her other half. We belong together. No one else.” I storm out of the shed, leaving them to handle the cleanup because I’ll just tear the fucker apart limb from limb and feed him to wild animals.
Immediately, I rush into the pool house to shower off before heading inside and up to our bedroom. Inside the pool house, I have a set of spare clothes that the guys had brought down from the laundry for such an occasion. Once I’m cleaned up, I wrap my hands with the emergency first aid kit and then go to see my bride. Knocking lightly to not startle the women, I enter my bedroom.
May sees me and nods. She climbs off the bed after pressing a light kiss to June’s head. She walks up to me and whispers, “All taken care of?”
I reply with a subtle nod. She presses her hand to my left bicep before walking out. We have come to an understanding, and she’s made an excellent sister-in-law.
As May closes the door behind her, I watch the little delicate rose sleeping on the bed, and my body reacts in so many ways. My ribcage is getting a real thrashing as my heart wants to jump out and beat just for her. I slide off the clothes the guys had brought down to the pool house for me. I just want to hold my wife for the rest of the night and nothing else. As soon as I slide in beside her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her back to my front, she calls out my name, “Alessio.”
“Yes, my beloved. I’m back.” I kiss her throat.
“I missed you.” She takes my hand and presses it to her belly. It’s still flat, but soon it will be large with my child. I might have wanted a son first, but I’ll be happy with whatever baby we’re blessed with as long as I have my sweet rose with me.
“I love you, sweet June. Rest. Tomorrow we’ll go to the doctor and get our official checkup.” I cradle our unborn child and my wife, holding my little family in my arms, doing everything I can to protect them.
“I’d like that.”
“So would I.”
Epilogue
Alessio
It’s cute when she’s being difficult, but right now it’s a little fucking dangerous. “Get your butt down from that step,” I bark out. I made sure my footsteps were loud enough that she wouldn’t be startled like she normally would, but that doesn’t mean she still can’t fall.
She huffs, and although I can’t see her face from behind, I can already picture it. She has her hands on her hips that have widened just a bit with our little one inside her. “I’m trying to clean. There’s no way I’m letting you hire another maid,” she says, wiping down the bookshelves.
I have to chuckle because the farther along she’s gotten, the more irrationally jealous she’s become. That shit is insanely sexy, and it gets me hard until I’m either bending her over to eat her, fuck her, or she’s on her knees, gagging on my cock with a reminder that she’s the only one that gets this dick.
I roll my eyes and help her down before she jumps down and gives me a slight heart attack. “I’ve never had a maid before. As you recall, I only brought you here to seduce you.”
“Who cleaned your home before?” she challenges, pressing her finger against my chest.
“I never made much of a mess and when I did, I cleaned it up. Since I practically lived at Dario’s before you came along and I dragged you away, I didn’t have a reason to be here. Now, stop giving me shit and give me some sugar.”
She pouts and tilts her head, giving me her mouth. I slide my hands around her expanding waist and pull her tight to me. God, I’m getting hard by the growth of her midsection. My son grows larger and larger every day. Two more months, and we’ll have our first child.
She tilts her head and raises her brow suspicion in her eyes. “You’re staring at me again.”
“What’s new, my sweet rose?” I answer, continuing my lecherous stare at my pregnant wife. She knows damn well that I’ll never get enough of her.
“Nothing. That just means no cleaning is getting done today.” Her smile tells me she doesn’t give a shit about cleaning and knows damn well what she is doing by wearing that short dress.
Nodding, I say, “You’ve got that right. Well, maybe I’ll help you in the shower afterward.” I wag my eyebrows, grinning from ear to ear before I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to our bedroom.