His Possessive BedSlave

“Yes, Dane?” I answer her call while I finishing my cigarette

[“Are you still there at the mall?”]

“Yes, I just arrived.”

[“Ok, Jace and I were leaving and proceeded to the printing press of Blaze so that we can start the printing of the magazine to promote Maggie to Paloma. Let’s see each other later or tomorrow if we can’t see each other in the office. Blaze and Maggie are not here they go for a check-up.”]

“Ok.” I ended the call and continue to smoke. I told Maggie that when she gets pregnant with her second child, I will make a child too. And there it is. She’s pregnant again so is Yara but shit! I’m not the father of her child.

To evade overthinking, I quickly finish my cigarette and go to the office of the manager to talk to. This mall is one of Phoenix’s own. He should be the one that we need to speak to, but he told us to just talk to the manager. He’s busy because his twin is sick.

We intend to get one of the areas for the promotion to Jake’s resort that his godmother gave to him, his aunt just migrate to America. Maggie beautified the resort, and the couple knows a lot of schemes even though their busy they still make it their priority list.

When I finish my talk with the manager I leave his office. And since I’m here in the mall I buy shaver and leave after.

I was outside the mall when I noticed my shoelace detach. I bend down to fix it. When I stand up someone collided with me causing me to fall the other, my reflexes save the other and held it waist.

“I’m sorry miss-Yara?” she stands up fast and back up. It feels like all of the organs in my body jumping when I see her. I get excited. And shit! What is happening to me? Why is my stomach tangling? “Sorry, I did not notice you.”

“It’s ok.” She said plainly. That’s her only answer and she leaves.

“Yara, wait!” I hold her forearm when I catch her. Honestly, I want to pick her up and take her home and lock her up so that Dylan never sees her. I want to sweep her away to Dylan. I want to take her back. But fuck! How can I do that if she’s pregnant with that asshole’s baby? Why did she not pregnant with my baby?

“If you are going to fight me please stop—”

“No, I just want to apologize for my behavior last time. I should have not done that especially you’re pregnant. You might get hurt because of my foolishness. I’m sorry if I get angry. I carried away by my emotion and—and jealous.” She burrows her brow while looking at me.

“Do you mean that?”

“Yes, as well I challenged Dylan the other day. I’m sorry.”

“Ok, I’m sorry for everything, Zeus. I hope we can be friends after what happened to us.” Friends? Fuck! It’s so hard to befriend the woman that I want to spend with. “I carried away by my anger to you too, because of what you did, that’s why I make a decision that I didn’t think about. I hope you understand.”

“I understand. And congrats because your dream come true.” That I wish I was the one who fulfilled it. That should be mine. It was supposed to be my child if you wait for me to be ready.

“Thanks, wish you all the best.” Best? she’s the best thing that happened to me. How can I find the best if she’s not with me? “I need to go, Zeus.”

“Yara,”

“Yes?”

‘Fuck! I miss you, Yara. We should be together again and leave that asshole and come back to me because I miss you so much that it hurts, be mine again and your child,’

“Zeus?”

“Nothing.”

“Ok.”

She started to walk again and leave me and I did that too, going to my car. And it looks like we’re walking in the same direction.

“Zeus, are you following me?”

“No, my car is right there.” She nods and walks again. While she’s walking I can’t avoid staring at her. She’s still sexy and her body is more shaped than before. She looks like she’s not pregnant.

Fuck! I want to grab her and bring her to my car and make love to her over and over again. I fucking miss kitty but fucking fuck, kitty has its own cocky now and—–and goddamnit—- it hurts. I should not feel this way. I have no right, but-can I steal her from Dylan?

It’s stupid that I think about making his child mine. I want to tell Yara that she needs to tell Dylan that the child is mine and we get back together.

Funny-when she’s not pregnant, I don’t want her to get pregnant, and now that she’s pregnant with someone else I want to take responsibility for the child so that she will come back to me. I can stand to have her a child to someone else just to come back to me.

“Oh, so our car is abreast?” I stop thinking when she speaks. She has her own car now. Maybe Dylan bought it. I can do that too. I can even buy her ten cars!Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She opens her car and puts her purchase items. I just looking at her while shaking my head. I was going inside my car when I notice her stop and touch her stomach. She’s immobile to her position and she grips harder to the car door.

“Yara, are you ok?” she groans. Groan that hurting, that’s why I stand beside her. “Yara?” but she just twisted in extreme pain while holding her stomach

“Shit, it hurts,” she murmurs

“Y-Yara?” I saw her thighs. I was shocked at what I saw, there was something red leaking through her tights. She looks at it too which made her suddenly cry.

“No-no, Zeus, please help me.”

“Give me the key,” I ask briskly and get her key to her car. And I lifted her to sit her to the passenger seat. when I was inside her car too I started the engine. My hands are shaking while driving and it looks like my knee too.

“No, no, please.” She’s still crying while the blood in her tights did not stop. Fuck! Why am I nervous? Why I am scared for her baby? I feel like it’s pouring ice inside of the car because I suddenly feel cold.

“Yara, relax.” But she did not listen and she cry more made me nervousness risen, feeling worried about her baby. Even I don’t want Yara to end up with Dylan, I still don’t hope their baby will get hurt or something.

“No, not again.” Not again? Did she bleed in the past? “Please, God, please not again.”

“Yara.” I take her hand which made her look at me. “Relax, when your nervous or scared the bleeding will increase.” I calm her down but the truth is I was the one that was nervous. I horn every time some car come to the front of the car letting them it was emergency.

“Zeus, I’m scared. Something might happen to my baby. It might repeat again like in the past. I’m scared…” Even I don’t understand what she’s saying about the past´ I still calm her down. I look at her for just a moment. I put my hand in her stomach and caress it softly.

“No, your baby is strong like you. Your baby will hold on.” I caress her stomach and talk to it. “Hold on, baby, U-uncle Zeus is here to bring mom to the hospital. Please don’t leave your mom because she needs you. Don’t leave her a-and—and don’t leave me.” I don’t know why I said that. All I know is there’s not enough room for my nervousness about the possibility of there something bad will happen to her baby.