BrianThe playfulness of Charlotte only confirmed that everything was truly fine between us now and how understanding and selfless she is, forgiving me without me having to beg on my knees for it."And this handsome guy here wants to kiss you," I said, hoping to gain much more than just a kiss from my girl.My body was on fire just from lying on that bed, the soft light in the room, and the sensation that only a few inches separated me from what I desired most in that moment: Charlotte."I'm not sure if this handsome guy deserves a kiss from me," she teased, making me even more filled with desire."Maybe I can convince you," I suggested, running my index finger along the side of her neck."You can try," my mischievous little girl challenged me.Looking at Charlotte like that, so comfortable with me, even though we were lying on the same bed with no one and nothing to disturb us, reminded me of the torturous moments when I believed I had ruined everything.As soon as I realized that Ch
CharlotteI was now lying on the bed in the guest room, wearing nothing but my panties, while Brian kissed me in a passionate and ardent way.I tried to contain my anxiety, but after feeling Brian's mouth on my now very sensitive breasts, I needed more and more.I wanted to feel again that tingling sensation through my body, my legs seeming uncontrollable, as well as the crazy desire to run my hand over every part of Brian's body, something I had not felt before, with such intensity.I wrapped my arms around his neck and when he pulled his mouth away from mine, looking at me adoringly, I knew that this would be our first night together for real.“I want you, Charlotte,” he said softly.
CharlotteI continued to move my fisted hand over his member, until he put his hand over mine, preventing me from continuing with the massage.“Don't you like it?” I asked curiously.“'Very much,” he said in a rough, husky voice. “But I'd rather do something else now.”There was no trace of the previous fun left and he held my waist firmly, kissing my lips again, at the same time positioning himself so that his member was very close to my completely wet entrance.Brian was slowly penetrating me, and although it was burning a lot, the pleasure was also there, making me wish he was all the way inside me."This pain will soon pass," he said, hi
Brian"You're right. It's getting harder every day, and I'm not even six months pregnant yet," Charlotte agreed, sounding tired from the slight effort.We arrived at the clinic where the examination would take place a few minutes early, despite Charlotte's delay. When she was all prepared for the examination, lying on the hospital bed, the doctor entered to perform the procedure.I felt my hands getting sweaty, and it was embarrassing. After all, I was a grown man, accustomed to dealing with important billion-dollar negotiations, and now I could barely maintain composure just to accompany my wife's ultrasound."Do the parents really want to know if it's a girl or a boy?" the obstetrician doctor asked.Dr. Gonzales had been following Charlotte's pregnancy from the beginning, and she liked his care a lot. I also found him quite likable since I started attending the appointments with her."Yes, we do, doctor," Charlotte said, eagerly.The doctor had already mentioned that everything was
CharlotteWhile the doctor explained that in some cases, although uncommon, one baby could "hide" behind another and that only ultrasounds performed after the twentieth week could provide a more accurate assessment of whether the pregnancy was a single fetus or not, I felt a sudden chill spread through my body, along with a deep sadness.But as much as I was sad, I also felt determined that regardless of what Brian thought about our babies, I would always put them first, and if things didn't turn out as perfectly as he wished, it was his problem!"Is something wrong, Charlotte?" Brian suddenly asked, pulling me out of my thoughts."No," I lied.He approached me, holding my face so that he could look at me more directly while using his other hand to brush away some strands of hair that had fallen onto my face."Are you sure?" he insisted.If he had asked that just once, I would have been able to control myself, but when he asked again, holding my face so lovingly, I couldn't hold back
BrianBut if my girl is happy, I'm happy too, and that's all that matters.When the doctor returned to the examination room after ensuring that everything was fine with the three babies, he addressed all my doubts, which were not a few!According to Dr. Gonzales, since the pregnancy occurred through artificial insemination, the chances of a multiple pregnancy were much higher than in a natural pregnancy. He explained all the necessary precautions in this case.I inquired about Charlotte's weight gain, as she had gained a lot of weight up until then, and he explained that it was a positive factor for the development of both the babies and the placenta, which strengthens with the nutrients derived from the mother's diet in the first trimester of pregnancy."It is very important that you get plenty of rest, Charlotte," the doctor emphasized. "This is a crucial and fundamental factor for you to carry this pregnancy for as long as possible, avoiding the babies being born too prematurely."
OliverDespite the seriousness of the topic, Douglas couldn't contain himself when he saw Brian literally turning green upon hearing his words, and Brian looked at us with anger."This is all your fault, Oliver!" Brian accused me, pointing his finger at me."Mine?""I agree with Brian now," Douglas was fueling the fire!"Charlotte is only pregnant with triplets because she went through artificial insemination, you idiot!"I couldn't help but laugh at the situation because it was becoming really funny."I thought the idea of a surrogate mother to bear an heir was yours, not mine," I had to defend myself.
Brian My heart warmed as I heard more of the immense wisdom from my girl, so young yet so mature at the same time. I looked at Charlotte with adoration and lifted her onto my lap, walking with her to our bed and gently laying her on the mattress. "Have I ever told you that I love you and that I was an idiot for not taking you out to dinner from the moment I saw you in that museum?" I asked. "I didn't know that!" my little provocateur said. "Tell me more about this story." Before I could say anything, my aunt knocked on the door and entered our room, carrying one of the babies who was screaming. "Someone here is hungry!" she said with a huge smile. From the blue outfit and the fuss he was making, I deduced it was Liam, who, according to Charlotte, was the most dramatic of the three. "Bring him here, Melanie. Please," Charlotte requested, smiling contentedly and settling herself more comfortably against the bed's backrest. Her happiness at having her baby in her arms was visibly
Charlotte I arrived home earlier that night because one of the professors, the one who was supposed to teach the last class of the day, had to cancel due to a sudden personal issue, and there was no time for a replacement, so the whole class was dismissed at the last minute. I didn't bother calling Brian to let him know about the unexpected change, and that I would be home earlier because I was so tired that I thought it would be better to take a taxi than wait for the driver to pick me up at the university, where I was currently taking my administration course. But I found it quite strange that everything seemed so quiet, even though it was still relatively early, and considering there were three children at home who didn't usually go to bed early at all. I was genuinely fearful. I went to the spacious living room of t
Ramona felt a tightness in her heart as she watched the church where her son Douglas's wedding would take place. It was a moment of joy and celebration, but also a painful reminder of the distance between them. Even though she hadn't received an invitation to the ceremony, she decided to go and confront her own mistakes. With courage and determination in her heart, Ramona went to the church where the wedding would be held. She dressed modestly, her face marked by sadness and hope for a possible reconciliation. She arrived before the bride's entrance, taking the opportunity to approach her son. Upon seeing Douglas, nervous and anxious, Ramona felt a mixture of love and regret overflowing in her chest. She approached him, seeking a moment alone before the ceremony. "Douglas, my son, may I speak with you for a
OliverIt was one of those gala nights in New York City, where high society gathered to celebrate, socialize, and, of course, show off. Nicole and I found ourselves at yet another one of these grand events, and she looked absolutely stunning that night.On that evening, Nicole shone like never before. Her elegant and sophisticated black dress accentuated her graceful figure, while her hair cascaded in perfectly arranged waves around her shoulders. Her confidence was soaring, and I could see it in her demeanor, her smile, in every graceful gesture she made.We were surrounded by familiar and unfamiliar faces, all dressed in expensive attire and watchful eyes. I couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky to be by Nicole's side. She had come a long way since we first met, and the confidence she exuded that night was a testament t
OliverAfter putting Eloá to bed, I sat down next to Nicole, eager to hear what she had to say. It was a moment of honesty and confession, and I was determined to listen to every word attentively.Nicole sighed and looked deeply into my eyes. I could see the sincerity in her gaze, mixed with a hint of regret.“Oliver, I know I've made a lot of mistakes and was very immature when I ended our relationship. I acted impulsively, letting my fears and insecurities get the best of me. I deeply regret hurting you and throwing away something so special that we had.”I held your hands, conveying support and encouragement. I wanted her to know that I was willing to listen to her and give our love a chance."Nicole, I understa
DouglasEmily and Charlotte awaited us in the apartment, but after all the emotions of the reunion between them and Nicole, as well as the immense happiness we all felt seeing them safe, it was clear that Eloá and Nicole needed rest. The doctors had attended to them at the cabin, but they were undoubtedly worn out and tired."I think it's best to leave you all alone," Charlotte said, exactly what I was thinking. "In fact, we all need some rest after everything that's happened in the past few days.""You're right, my love," Brian gazed at his wife with remarkable devotion. "Let's head back to our homes.""I suggest a dinner at my place to celebrate life," Emily suggested, and I believe my expression matched Brian's when I looked at my fiancée. "What do you think?"
NicoleAt the moment one of the men hired by Martina pushed me abruptly into an isolated and unknown cabin, where it was clear that I would have no access to any help, terror overcame me. However, I maintained a facade of calm, avoiding causing panic in my young daughter. I gripped Eloá's hand firmly, and we were roughly led through some dimly lit rooms until we stood in front of a closed door. At that moment, several terrifying scenarios flooded my mind."Go in," the man ordered, opening the door and pointing to the interior of the room. Fear grew, and I felt my body tremble. Although the thought of inquiring about Martina's whereabouts and appealing to reason, given that Eloá was her daughter, crossed my mind, I chose not to. Once again, I was determined not to reveal the concern I felt to my daughter."Nicole, I'm scared," Eloá murmured as she hugged me tightly. Her body was trembling, or perhaps it was my own tremor affecting me, but I tried to calm her, even though I didn't know
OliverBrian rushed into the room. He had returned to his apartment with Charlotte, as we had decided to take turns during the night, which had been too long for me. I had only managed to get two hours of sleep, exhausted from worry."What happened?" Douglas was the first to ask. Douglas had also managed to get some sleep, and now, it was almost six in the morning, and we were all on alert once again."The location indicated by Charlotte's phone led the police team to an abandoned house a few kilometers north of New York," he said with clear frustration."I admit I was expecting something like this," I said with a sense of discouragement. "Martina is doing well in keeping her hideout hidden from us."I resumed pacing back and forth in the room, feeling helpless."Can I speak to you privately, Oliver?"I found Brian's request strange, but I followed him out of my apartment."The investigator believes there are cameras in your apartment," Brian revealed. "Martina isn't that clever, and
OliverAs I anxiously awaited any clue that could lead me to Eloá and Nicole, the feeling of helplessness in the face of the situation was overwhelming. I needed to act quickly and find my daughter and my wife before something very bad happened.I'm sitting on the couch now, restless, while my friends Brian and Douglas try to calm me down. They understand my distress and are doing everything they can to help. In the meantime, I'm constantly looking at my phone, waiting for any news about Eloá.The hired private investigators are working hard to find clues about the whereabouts of Nicole and Eloá. They are investigating possible locations where Martina might be hiding and reaching out to people who might have relevant information.The police are also involved
OliverI returned from the bedroom feeling more confident and calmer. The sheriff wasn't around anymore, but Brian assured me he would stay in touch about any updates in the case. That didn't make me feel at ease, of course. I won't be able to feel that until my daughter is with me. However, I can think more rationally now. Arguing with the police won't get us anywhere."Charlotte?" I asked, noticing that she wasn't among them anymore."She had to go back home," Brian explained. "The babies still need a lot of her attention. But I'll keep her informed."While Brian took charge of staying in constant contact with the police and private investigators, Douglas was scouring the internet for any information that could help us find Martina.Even with the certainty that the police were also committed to the case, I knew I couldn't rely solely on the authorities. Martina had proven to be cunning in the past, and I feared she would be capable of doing anything to harm me and hurt my daughter.