His Little FLOWER

Chapter 43: 43 - Seducing My Husband

ROSE POV

"You may now kiss the bride.", The officiant pronounced.

It made my heartbeat elevate more as it's a moment of imperial euphoria. I was waiting for this actual

second for a whole week, not just for the union. But also to reveal my pregnancy.

He leaned forward, closing the little distance between us. His sturdy form braced against mine,

rightfully as My husband, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, agilely.

I cupped his face and pressed my lips against his, fluttering my eyes close melting down in his arms.

Cheerful claps filled my ears, making my heart sparkle with inexplicable joy as we immersed in each

other's warmth, heartily.

When I felt satisfied, I laid my hands on his chest, gesturing him to curb as he pulled back, but, still, his

hold on my waist hasn't loosened a bit.

His eyes held a relief, as it glistened with a glorious smile, slowly it made its way toward his lips and

that's the prettiest thing I've seen in a while.

I tried to set some distance between us, as I was still got draped in his hold. Since, he wasn't willing to

lose his grip on my waist.

"Ferr, what are you doing?", I raised a query, mumbling under my breath.

Now, my grandparents, our friends, and close family members are staying at this place to take images

along with us. I noticed the guests are gradually exiting and moving their way to the reception location.

I think it's time...

I tilted my head up and stared at him to catch him eyeing me, already as it had my face turn into deep

shades of red. I patted my face to cool myself before uncovering the pregnancy announcement to him.

"Ferr, I want to tell you an important thing.", I fiddled with the button of his shirt, feeling nervous. I know

he will be happy, undoubtedly. Yet, I can't help but feel this way.

"What is it?", he made me look at him by tilting my chin up using his fingers. His attractive smile never

left his face, as he waited for me to assert.

Ok, let's do it...

"I... I am-", I was about to say, but it got interrupted by the photographer as he said we need to go to a

specific location to take pictures.

However, Ferr told them to wait, as he enabled me to confide with whatever I want. I saw around, to

watch all our friends and family and photographers are watching us.

Not gonna happen at this place...

As I felt so shy by catching sight of all. I took a deep breath and pleaded with him, "Can we go

somewhere, please? Only us."

He let out a low chuckle but conceded to it as he held my hand and made me walk down from the

platform before proclaiming to all to give us privacy.

Before leaving, I got the gift box from Moon which I gave to her to conserve it safe. "What is in that

box?", he gave me a perplexed look.

"Patience.", I beamed at him, not able to thwart my bubbling happiness as he smirked back without

imploring any questions further. He took me to a fascinating site where the wildflowers grew, fabulously.

"Now, may I know what my little wife has for her husband?", he teased, as I hit his chest, playfully

making him laugh out.

All of a sudden, a hidden fear erupted in my senses as I began to think that I can't be His Little Flower

nor able to be His Little Wife forever. Very soon, I'm gonna twirl into a giant pumpkin because of this

pregnancy. After that, I won't look desirable for his eyes.

That one thinking is enough to bring a downpour of tears to my eyes. I bite my tongue to deter my

cries, "Flower, what's wrong? Why you're crying?", he panicked, wiping off the tears from my cheeks.

He took my face in between his hands and began to caress his thumb across my cheeks, soothingly as

I felt calmed promptly, but still...

"Flower, let me know what making you upset like this.", he urged me to speak as I brushed off the tears

and took his hand in mine.

I placed the gift box in his hand as he gave me an unsettled look staring at the box before drifting his

gaze back to me. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"I bought this gift for you.", I admitted and smiled at him shyly. His brows got lifted in amusement as he

let out a chuckle, deep and warm.

"So, My Little Flower bought me a special gift.", he confided and began to unfurl the red ribbon which

had my heart pound harder. I don't know whether I am scared or excited.

My breath suddenly changed to short bursts as I stared at his hand without blinking my eyes. He

opened the box top and gaped inside, stunned. He set the box cover in the pasture and took out what I

placed inside.

It is a gray-colored knitted baby boot as it looked so tiny in his hand making me giggle. I thought, what

a beautiful sight it would be to behold when he cradles our baby in his arms.

He stared at the baby boot, astounded and he picked the white card which I attached on the side of the

boot. On that, I wrote, “We're having a baby.”

Seeing that note, he veered his gaze back to me, holding the tiny boots in his hands in utter silence.

His earth vibrant eyes softened slowly like a sprout evolving.

A wide smile forged on his eyes and dropped into his lips, happiness lined through him like a comet.

"We are having a baby.", he shrieked out with excitement, as he gawked at the baby boot with an

unimaginable look. But the touch of fondness, very evident as I gave a nod, vigorously, overwhelmed

with bliss.

Abruptly, he lifted me in his arms and spun me around making me laugh out loud of his enjoyment.

His face magnified more with each passing second as he couldn't conceal his flare of joy. His spirited

behavior engulfed me, as it flooded through my soul. I have never felt more alive.

"Ferr, stop. I feel sick.", I told when I felt my stomach getting tightened as it is evident that I feel

nauseous. On that very instance, he set me on the field with a worried-filled face.

"Shit! Are you ok? I'll call the doctor. Let's cancel the party, you need rest now.", he scrambled with his

words and was about to lift me again but I stopped him.

I caressed his chest and advised him to inhale and exhale slowly as it's so evident to notice that he's

getting very much bothered about my health.

"I'm fine. It's quite a normal thing to occur during pregnancy time.", I told him, as his smile amplified

more hearing those words.

He captured my lips onto him, out of the blue, as it possessed my heart to burn with fierce satisfaction.

He skids his warmth inside my lips, fervently, as we got embraced as one soul.

I am extremely satisfied today as I felt like that I gave him what he yearned for, A Family.

After a while, when I felt breathless, he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against mine. Our longing

lips got caressed onto each other like feathers fleeing in the breeze, finding solace.

I gazed down at my stomach when I felt his both hands laid on it as tears began to course through my

cheeks, unchecked. I got frenzied with an overpowering sensation.

I began to sob uncontrollably when I recalled again about gaining weight during pregnancy. It may

sound silly, but I can't stop myself from imagining on that way.

"Flower, what's wrong? Does it hurt anywhere?", he asked me, distressed as I shook my head

negatively for that and laid my head on his chest hugging him tightly.

He kept on patting my head as I cried more, not able to believe that I turned into a crying mess at my

wedding. He kept on questioning me, about the reason behind my cries.

After a while, when my cries subsided I pulled back as he wiped off my tears using his Fogle, to fix my

smear-filled face, which got ruined by makeup.

I am such a dumb...

"Why did you cry right now?", he put forward a question again after fixing my makeup-ruined face.

I frowned and confessed to him, "Very soon, I'm gonna look like a pumpkin because of this pregnancy.

Will I be your little Flower even if I get fat in the future?"

Hearing those words he burst out into laughter, clutching the baby boots to his chest as I attained the

peak point of outrage.

How dare he!

"I am leaving, you idiotic bull.", I huffed out, stomping my feet onto the ground in turmoil. I turned

around to go only to get swept off from my feet as he carried me in bridal style.

A wide smile got plastered on his face as if it is fixed, permanently. "I don't give a fuck about how you'll

look in the future. Always keep this in your mind, no matter what, you will be My Little FLOWER,

always. Till I take my last breath in this world."

He confessed as I covered up my face against his neck, gaily and I felt like I never wanted to come out

of it. He started up to walk, with me still in his arms, neglecting my words when I persuaded him to put

me down.

Reaching back the arena, our friends and family stared at us bewildered, wondering what made us take

this long to come back.

He set me down and took out the tiny boots of his suit pocket and revealed to all. He announced

specifically to my grandparents, "Now, you're not just good grandparents. You're Great Grandparents".

Hearing those words, My grandma was in the joy of tears, my grandpa's face was filled with fulfillment

as I and Ferr gazed at each other with a contented smile.

All our friends started to scream with ecstasy. I leaned against ferr's chest as he pressed his lips onto

the crown of my head, in exhilaration.

This moment felt so perfect...

With that, we all initiated to start our photography session. As I and Ferr had the baby boot as the main

theme because our unborn baby is a prime symbol of our love.

A new beginning...

KATHERINE POV:

I watched my son Franco's sleeping form, as he is debilitated, physically, because of what Ferrari's one

of his men did to him. Why the fuck I gave birth to him! I feel disgusted about myself, for doing that.

I should have killed him, while he was born. It's my fault, that I tortured him, instead of killing him.

Because of my lunacy, today I lost all including my sons, Giovanni and Vladmir. Now the only one left is

Franco.

I would have killed Raffa's woman in the wedding arena itself, only if I did not get that call.

*flashback*

Raffa hung up the call, not even speaking a word. I smirked, knowing he lost his composure. After that,

I affirmed with the sniper whom I hired to kill Raffa's woman.

Once, I told him about the plan, I hung up the call, only to get the following call and it is from an

unknown number.

I attended the call but before I could ask who is speaking, I heard a familiar voice which I despise the

most.

"It's me, Raffa. Hope you recognize, just now we spoke.", he stated.6

I stayed silent, clenching my fist hard, in an enraged manner, waiting for the reason behind his call. He

wouldn't do that without a motive.

"I've sent you a picture, take a look.", he asserted, as I moved to the message application, opened the

image which I got from the unknown number.

The image left me stunned, as I saw My son Franco, tied to the bed in a broken form, physically.

He is alive! I thought Raffa killed him...

"Raffa, give my son back to me, now.", I chastised him, as molten anger rolled through me, for which

he let out a wicked laugh, mockingly.

I gritted my teeth, trying to not explode out in rage, since my son is held under his captive.

"I will, only if you instruct your sniper to fuck off from this spot.", he told, as his confession startled me.

How does he know?

"Katherine, I have seen several useless pieces of shits like you in my business. I know how you use

your nasty mind.", he laughed, in an insulting manner.

"Now, I want your sniper to leave, and fucking drop your shitty plans. Or else, I'll send this image to all

with a big caption implying who's the mother of this poor man.", he declared, as it left me terrified.

No, he can't do that. I may not be able to become the Mafia Queen anymore also Camorsta

Organization will toss me out. If the image spread, my stature would get ruined, I will lose my respect

among the mafia members.

"Don't do that, I will- I will back off. Give my son back to me.", I asked him, for which he remained silent

for a moment before adding further.

"Did you forget something to say?", he questioned, as I thought for a time, wondering what I forgot to

say. After a few seconds, it hit my mind.

"Please, give my son back to me.", I had no choice but to plead as the fresh swell of rage rose in me. I

can't believe that I am begging this bastard.

"Once, my wedding ends without any troubles, I'll inform one of my men to deliver that cunt to you.", he

told, I stayed silent fuming with wrath.

"This is your last fucking warning, know your fucking limit, bitch.", he warned, before hanging up the

call.

I hurled the phone against the wall as it got smashed down into pieces, I was almost choking on my

rage. Is he the one, I gave birth to? Fuck!

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I can't do anything, just for one damn reason, that is Franco. If organization members came to know

about this, that would be a humiliation for him as well as for me. Because, currently, I'm trying to get my

reign back which I lost many years back.

I will surely get another chance...

ROSE POV:

The reception went majestic as it got filled with fun and the decoration was mind-blowing all over.

I sat on the white lounger couch after I and Ferr got images of us, intimately. Startled, I stared down

when I felt a soft touch on my feet. I met with the sight of Ferr holding my leg to remove the heels off

from my feet.

"Ferr, what you're doing?", I asked, touching his hand, I gestured him to get up. Many guests tilted their

heads towards our direction from the dining area with a shock-filled expression seeing the posture of

Ferr.

"Flower, you can't walk with high heels when you're pregnant. What if you get hurt?", he fretted, as he

made me wear new sets of flat heels.

Hearing those words, a blissful smile mounted in my heart. But also, I had a suspicious feeling about

his care. Is he doing this for me? Or For the baby?

He sat beside me and held my hands in between his, pressing a soft kiss on my cheeks, which

mellowed my face with beet red.

"Whom do you love more? Me or the baby?", I inquired, as he let out a low chuckle and disclosed to

me.

"Don't be jealous, My Little Flower. You're invariably the first one.", he confided, as it made me realize

that I got jealous of our unborn baby.6

What kind of a mother I am? Besides, it's his fault, that he spoiled me with his love, now I am worried

what if it gets limited. I can't endure that.

As time passed, the reception parade came to a horizon. During the whole time, he was being

protective of me, and it exceeded too much, irking me to the core.

He didn't even let me walk properly, carried me around like a doll, not caring about guests staring, while

I got drenched with shyness.

Now it's the time for the farewell, as before I could comprehend, he lifted me off from the floor in a

bridal style and made our grand exit out of the reception location.

On the way, all the guests, our friends, and family showered us with vibrant rose petals, cheerfully

along with that fireworks rained the sky, brightly.

Our wedding was beyond perfect, not because of the embellishment. It is the indestructible love that we

had for one another, built with trust and now it is evolving further with a new life.

He set me on the seat of a decorated white luxurious car and clasped the seatbelt for me before I could

do it as he got on the other side.

When the car began to move, I threw the white rose bouquet toward them, which got caught by Moon.

With that, I waved my hands at them, glimpsing my grandparents with a happy face.

After an hour of our car ride, he took me to an elegant private resort which he got for us. Before he

could lift me again, I begged him to let me walk.

After a few minutes of my pleadings, finally, he accepted it. Unlocking the door, we entered inside, and

very soon he lifted me again.

I heaved out a weary sigh but didn't protest as I don't have the strength to fight this bull anymore.

Reaching the bedroom I noticed the room got illume with candles, but not fixed on the bed as it got

filled with red petals, flooded all over.

He laid me on the bed, as I let out a sigh of relief. I was so exhausted, by the whole wedding thing,

especially the photo clicks had my legs rippling with discomfort.

My eyes blinked open when I felt his warm lips on my closed eyes. I smiled shyly, wrapping my arms

around his neck, and pulled him more closely.

He caressed my face, as his eyes filled with adoration, his lips twitched into a wide smile. "Let's get

fresh up.", he suggested for which I gave a nod.

I stood up on the bed, as he helped me to remove my wedding gown. I let out a soft moan when his lips

grazed on my shoulder.

He groaned, "There were so many things I need to talk about with you." He nibbled my earlobe, gently,

and pressed his lips, behind my ear.

His heated lips started to glide across my prudent skin, making me moan out loud as he zipped down

my gown, which got slipped on the floor.

I turned around and captured sight of his feverish eyes, with a fierce desire blazing on them, which sent

thrilling shivers across my body.

I began to undo his suit, following it, unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it aside. He held me in his arms and

made his way toward the washroom.

As we both settled inside the bathtub, before removing the last layer of our clothing. Our naked form

got hidden under the rose petals, which weaved with the water in it.

A spurt of warmness spread across the water under our wanting for each other. His hands massaged

my belly, as he buried his face on the crook of my neck and breathed out, "When did you found out?"

I intertwined our hands together with fulfillment and breathed out, "A week ago."

Only I know how hard it is for me to keep it a secret, as I longed to unravel it to him, the very day I

found out about my pregnancy.

I squirmed with content when his beard tickled my neck, it may sound funny but, this is the truth,

whenever his beard tickles me, it's a bittersweet sensation.

He asked, why didn't I say earlier? For that, I retorted back, letting out that I wished to reveal it as a

surprise.

"We must meet doctor, tomorrow.", He stated, for which I gave a nod.

But what he said next, shattered my heart into chunks. "I think we should not make love." I gaped at

him in shock as he chuckled seeing my comical facial expression.

No way, I can't believe this is going on right now. It seems like we will never make love at this rate.

Since this is not gonna be the last time that I would get pregnant. So, for the next ten months, no love-

making.

I won't accept...

"No, I want to make love, right now.", I demanded with an angry pout, for which he laughed out loud,

pressing his lips on mine for a short moment.

"No, Flower. You are pregnant, if we do that, you may feel tired after that. It's not good for you and our

baby. You need to take rest.", he explained, as he took my fingers against his lips and pressed, gently

trying to pacify me.

No, way! I want to make love now...

As an incredible idea popped into my mind, I flipped facing each other and smashed my lips against

his, which caught him off guard for a second. But very soon, he began to react with the same intensity

linking with mine.

Successful...

When I felt breathless I pulled back as he caressed my neck with his feverish lips. His tongue savored

each droplet from my neck, as he sucked roughly, making me whimper with a hash of pain and

pleasure.

I dug my nails on his back as my other hand weaved his hair, and heaved it. I began to grind on him,

covetously. My wet folds ached in want, stroking his rock-hard thick member.

Even though we are relaxing in warm water, right now, this flaring ache I'm feeling, won't cease down

until he fills me with his warmth.

"Are you trying to seduce your husband, My Little Wife?", he growled and cupped my boobs and

fondled my wet nipples, making them perk up with pleasure. For each word his lips crawl across my

jaw, making me shudder.

He moved his hands down, and, clasped my hips on both sides as he began to move his member,

stroking the contour of my wet folds. I brushed off his hair, which keeps on falling over in front of his

eyes.

Our lips met, heat rose from my belly to chest stifling the heat of the water in the bathtub. My heart

skipped a bit, as an urge to feel him, hit like a storm on my every single nerve.

"Ferr, please.", I contended and thrust my tongue inside his, as I curl my toes tight, the strenuous taste

of his outspread into my senses, to feel him right now.

He stood up, with my legs got draped around him. My whole body tingled with the feel of his wet

brawny frame clutched against mine, as it felt nearly like an extreme level of pleasure.

I felt my damp back got press against something smooth, it made me realize we reached the bed. He

hovered me from above as the rose petals which got flooded across the bed covering, hugged our wet

skin.

"Flower, if you feel weak or if I was being very rough, don't hesitate to let me know. Ok.", he let out, I

gave a smiling nod and my heart melts with admiration, seeing his sweet gesture.

"Now, let's make love.", he declared openly, in a rough desirous-dripping voice. His lips crawled across

my face, tenderly making my lips get parted as he moved down toward my boobs.

I whimpered when his fervent tongue licked my sensitive nipple. His warm lips stroked across the

blushing seam of my nipple tenderly as he took it inside his mouth, and twirled it using his tongue

making me moan, wild.

I clenched his hair, tightly, as my wet folds throbbed, his fingers stimulated my other boob.

My body arched up in an irresistible spark when his fingers entered inside my wet core. I became

turned on and began the move, wildly to take his fingers deep.

His fingers thrust in and out from my wet folds as his mouth moved to my other boob. I started to shift

my hips to the rhythm of his fingers.

As a riveting sensation flew through my whole body, it made to chafe his back with my nails. For which

he let out an uproarious rasp, gnawing on my bottom lip with his teeth, making me whimper out.

My fingers roamed across his rugged chest, teasingly with our lips savoring onto each other's heat. His

hot breath hitch when my fingers went low to his

striped v-line.

I held his massive thick member in my hand and began to stroke as he let out a moan in pleasure

breaking the kiss. His prurient eyes met mine, as he whispered, "Take what you want, My Little Wife. I

am all yours."

He pressed his warm lips delicately to my forehead, a heart-warming smile spilled on my eyes following

my lips by heeding to those words.

He stroked his member at my wet slit as I made him move inside me, all the way. He moaned against

my ear as my lips got parted in elation, feeling him.

It unfurled my inside, with an intense exploration. It elicited my body with a throb, as it is been a long

time since we made love.

He began to thrust inside me, gently as my back arched up more to accept him entirely.

He clutched the pillow of either side, with our body braced as one. I draped my legs around him, with

either hand around his neck.

I moaned against his mouth, for each deep thrust, my mind darkening with pure titillation.

His moans serving a strength for my sweet sensation as a never-ending melody and I always reach my

zenith, whenever he moans.

He was being very delicate as I never thought he is capable of it. Because he always begins so soft,

but as time goes on, it gets extremely rough.

But today, it is completely diverse as my heart smiled with bliss, knowing the reason behind his

softness.

His deep and gentle strokes inside my wet walls forged a growing curl inside my stomach, as it floods

through my senses.

I moaned out, wildly, when he began to knead my clit, within a few more strokes, it ignited my orgasm.

It began to build inside me more and more for each passing second as I hugged onto his broad

shoulder, tight. My whole body trembled hard when the twist in my stomach, unfurled.

After a few seconds, my orgasm ebbs as he kept going on with his feverish deep strokes inside me.

Very soon, I felt his heavy breath against my ears, also his motion got slow than before.

Within a few more thrusts, his whole body writhed against my form. He let out a raucous growl and

nuzzled his face against my neck.

I let out an elated gasp, feeling his thick sprut getting seeped inside me. He clutched my hair, rough, his

short fervent gusts fanned across my neck and sprinkle through my cheeks.

We stayed inside each other warmth for a few more minutes until his peak of pleasure subsides.

My body throbbed when I felt damp droplets from his body washed over mine like water trickling

through the leaves slowly, grazing every layer of it. Just like that, it caressed my skin.

As he leveled his breathing and pulled back. My lips parted when a tiny drop of water from his lips fell

over on my lips, as I licked my lips.

He let out a growl and nibbled my lip gently as I braced my lips against his forehead and trail my fingers

across the faded mark.

His body still keeps up those marks of his suffering, but, unlike before, it's not a big deal for him

anymore.

He lay beside me and draped his arms around my waist, pulling me close as I rested my head on his

exposed chest.

I blew off the rose petals which clutch on his chest, as he gazed down at me with a faint smile.

Feeling worried about my health, he took out a towel from the wardrobe and dried off my wet hair.

Having the thought, that I might catch a cold by the dampness.

Following that, I wore a shiny lace-up top and shorts as he changed into his boxer briefs. We laid back

on the bed, as I cuddled up to him and he covered us with the sheets.

We embraced in silence for a while until he confessed, "Let me see our baby." I let out a giggle, since,

there won't be a baby bump no matter how many times he searches for.

I leaned against the headboard of the bed, as he laid on his chest, and rested his hands on my

stomach.

"How long does it take for our baby to move?", he caressed around my navel, waiting for the response.

"When I get closer to 25th week, I guess.", I notified as he gave a nod but sulked, not liking the fact,

that we got so much time to reach that point.

"Could it be a girl?", he thrilled, gazing at my belly. He has a great fondness to have a daughter.

"Maybe. But, what if it is a boy?", I implored, as he thought for a moment about it. Why he is thinking

deeply?

Could it be like he doesn't want a boy!?

"Then, we are not gonna stop until we get a daughter and I want a big family.", he said getting excited

about having a huge family, as I gave him a smiling nod.

"I think we need more sons, firstly. Because when our daughter grew up, most of the men will stalk her.

To kill those fuckers, we need sons first.", he explained, as his eyes had an uproar, it left me

dumbfounded. It is so understandable, he is being so serious about it.

Sons as weapons!

"Ferr, what you're talking about? This sounds so crazy if we have a daughter in the future, I wish to give

her a free life.", I told him, as he gave a curt nod, accepting my opinion and it gave me a big relief.

"She can. Filled with Soldiers and Our Sons, I'll certainly give her the freedom she wants. You know our

mansion is a never-ending ocean.", he retorted.

That is the moment I realized, what he is talking about, he is saying that he would give all sorts of

freedom in the mansion, not of the outside world.

This bull...

"Idiot, I'm telling about giving her an independent life in the outside world. Going to School, and

meeting new friends then university, etc.,", I let out, and I am very serious about it.

I want my children to have a normal life, I don't have trouble with guards always surrounding them. I

know this is how it would be. I didn't fall for him and chose him blindly.

I know all consequences...

"You're right, our kids should have a social life. They must have a great childhood, unlike mine.", he

stated, as it ached my heart.

But very soon, he brushed those past thoughts away from his mind, and, gave me an assured smile.

After a few moments of silence, he spoke out.

"I am gonna start a new business.", he told me, out of the blue. I felt glad about his proclamation as I

press my lips onto his, implying my merriment.

"What business is that?", I gaped and when he began to clarify, I never thought he would go to this

extent for a little thing.

He has gone insane...

"Idiot! So, you are gonna built a whole damn school and a university for our kid.", I gaped at him, not

able to reckon that he came with a crazy idea like this for our unborn baby.

It's not like I am gonna give birth to thousands of miniature kids like an alien mother. We will possibly

have two or three kids, not more than that.

"Your right, that's extravagant.", he confided, dropping the plan.

Thank God! He understood as I feel the word extravagant is tiny, basically nothing, in front of his

madness. Well, his love for the baby is crazy, it is the same kind of love he has for me.

"I decided, I am gonna buy a school, after that a university. Then, I could easily assign my men to all

spots for their safety without knowing them. They also feel like they're having a normal life." He

declared, pressing a kiss on my belly not paying heed to my words.

This is crazy...

"Ferr, you can't do-", he presses his finger onto my lips, gesturing to stop. He made me lay beside him,

tugging me close as I buried my face in his chest.

This is no good...

"Ferr, hear me-", he motioned me to stop again and told me to go to sleep.

Ok! I am dropping this matter now. But, unquestionably, I am not gonna let him do that insanity in the

future.

Feeling his delicate stroke on my hair, pleasant exhaustion came up on my sated body, as my eyes

started to flap close. I smiled faintly when I felt his lips on my closed eyes and fell asleep in his arms,

my protective muffle.

FERRARI POV:

"She can't do this whole shit, as a sole person, somebody from our side, helping her. Find out who is

that and catch him.", I gave an order to Mark as he obliged to it before hanging up the call.

I know from the beginning, Katherine would surely pull out some unwanted stunt, that is why I told the

man who took franco, earlier, to keep him alive. Franco is the only bait, to trap her.

Besides, she can't do all the things as a single woman, someone from my side helping her to make that

sniper enter inside so easily, without interlude.

I authorized all the visitors from the Organization to not carry any weapon inside. The security was

tight, but still, that sniper entered easily, so he must be working closely with me.

I got my soldiers covering up the area of half a mile, yet, how he entered in. Just because he's a sniper,

it doesn't mean he will shoot only from a long distance. Sometimes, they could be used as an assassin

too.

He must've merged among the visitors and I invited him personally. Without an invitation card, no one

could enter inside. He had the invitation, who the fuck is he? I need to find out as soon as possible and

finish that fucker.

Because it's about the protection of MY LITTLE FLOWER and OUR BABY...

A smile crept on my lips, instantly as I tilt my head to the side and gazed at her sleeping form. I made

my way toward her and sat near her, I gently brushed her hair to not wake her up.

I stroked her cheeks, as she shivered, abruptly, as I gave a soft pat to hush her back to sleep. I

touched her belly, a warm feeling enticed in my heart.

Our baby...

I can't believe that My Little FLOWER is pregnant, she walked down the aisle with our baby. For the full

week, she waited for this moment.

"You know what, no one in the world could love me as your mom does.", I confessed, caressing my

thumb across her belly, as if our baby could hear me.

"To be honest I don't deserve her a bit, as I knew it from the beginning but still I longed for her.", I

stated, as I still remember our first meet.

A year gonna end from our first meet, but still, I remember those bewitching eyes, which hypnotized me

at the first sight. And still, I couldn't come out of that spell also I never wanted to.

"And to my shock, she loved me too just as I did, maybe more. Because it takes a great heart to love

me and she had that. Also, don't make her fall sick, often.", I divulged, feeling worried about her health.

During the gathering time, she had a constant urge to throw up also she ate barely a limited amount of

food.

Eyeing her sleeping form, my thought abruptly drifted to Katherine and Franco again. I wish it would be

so much better if they decide to fuck off.

But, I know they're not of that aspect, especially that Katherine. I don't trust her. I think I should put an

end to her and Franco, perpetually.

I need to do this For My Little Flower and our baby...