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Anna woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening and saw Adrian walking in. The moment Adrian entered the bedroom and saw Anna, a wave of remorse washed over him. He had totally forgotten about her. His gaze moved to the cuff chains on the bedpost and back to her wrist. âFuck, how could he have forgotten about cuffing her?â He approached the bed intending to explain to Anna why he left, but she suddenly got up and stood in front of him. Before Adrian could speak, she held out her hands and said angrily. âGet your trash off my hands, and I'm out of your house. If you think I'm going to use the baby to get your attention, then be rest assured, I won't.â âWhat if I don't agree?â Adrian asked angrily; his eyes red shot. âIt's my fucking sperm that's growing inside you!â he growled. "Well, sorry to burst your bubbles; it's not your fucking sperm; you are not the only man in my life. I have many available sperm donors.â Anna yelled, and Adrian smirked menacingly, towering over her a
Thirty minutes later, Anna stepped into the kitchen, confusion etched on her face from the events of a few moments ago. She was uncertain about Adrian's strange behavior toward her. Was it genuine affection, or was it merely related to the baby? After bathing her, Adrian dried her off and carried her into the bedroom, where he helped her get ready. He even blow-dried her hair. However, he then returned to the bathroom without a word. Anna sat on the edge of the bed, anticipation bubbling within her as she awaited his return, hoping for a conversation to clear her confusion. But as time ticked by and the silence stretched on, she grew restless. He came out of the bathroom and entered the closet, but was taking longer than expected in the closet, and the familiar pang of hunger reminded her that she had skipped supper the previous night. Deciding she couldn't wait any longer, she left. âI'm sorry,â Anna said when she walked into someone and a mug of coffee dropped onto the floor, sma
âI'm leaving." Adrian took Anna's hand and dragged her harshly into his room and shut the door, pinning her against it. âI already told you you're not leaving until I decide what to do with the pregnancy.â Adrian muttered through gritted teeth as his finger moved to Anna's face, tucking the strands of stray hair behind her ear while holding her gaze. There was something about her piercing blue eyes that always drew him in. He wants to kiss her badly; being so close to her with her warm body pressed under his was messing up his senses. She fits perfectly into his body. Anna, who was searching Adrian's eyes, reading the emotions in them, broke his thoughts with her words. âIt almost seems like you're just using that as an excuse to get me to stay here because you're in love with me!â Anna yelled in his face. Adrian's grip that was now on Anna's neck faltered, âin love with her? But he had promised Helena to never love another woman except her. He can't break that promise; Helena
âAre you pregnant?â Helena asked when Anna finished puking. Anna walked over to the sink, her movements unsteady as she turned on the tap, the cool water cascading down. She brought her hands to her face, rinsing away the remnants of her earlier ordeal, feeling the refreshing stream wash over her skin. Just as she stepped back, feeling slightly better, Helena gripped her wrist with a firm hold, her eyes fierce and demanding as she raised her voice. âI asked you a question! Are you pregnant?!â "Helena, you're hurting me,â Anna said as she tried to pull her arm from Helena. âYou fucking slut, I will kill you and your baby! Only I can have Adrian's children; he's mine!â With a swift shove, Helena pushed Anna, the force catching her off guard. Her heart raced wildly in her chest, pounding like a drum as she lost her balance. She extended her arms out in a desperate attempt to brace herself, her palms crashing against the cool, hard floor instead. âHelena, you are crazy!â Anna yelled,
Anna stepped out of the abortion ward, the heavy door swinging closed behind her with a soft thud. Her twisted face was a testament that she was in pain but tried her best to suppress the pain she was feeling. She briefly caught a glimpse of Adrian, who stood a few paces away, rooted to the spot with a mix of concern and confusion on his face. âWho is he kidding with that look?â Anna thought, and without saying a word to Adrian, she began to walk away, limping. Each step she took was slow and deliberate, her body reflecting a painful burden, as if the weight of her decision pressed down on her with every uneven stride. Adrian, who had been anxiously waiting for Anna, unable to bear her silence any longer, closed the distance between them. With a burst of urgency, he reached out and gently grasped her hand, halting her retreat. âWhy are you limping?â he demanded, the worry etching deeper lines into his brow as he searched her eyes for answers. Anna looked at Adrian's face with a fi
Adrian carried Anna bride style into their bedroom, gently sitting her on the bed. He went down on a knee as he reached for Anna's heel to pull it off, but she moved her leg away, and in a threatening voice, she stated angrily, "I do not need your damn help. I want you to let me go, or else I might kill you like you killed my child!â What Anna didn't know was her words struck a chord deep within Adrian, echoing the torment he desperately wanted to escape. The reminder of his child's absence clawed at his heart, a raw wound that will never heal. In that moment, he was transported back to the devastating loss, the reality that his little one was gone forever. It stung even more to realize that his trusted friend had broken the promise not to harm the innocent life. The weight of betrayal added to his anguish, making the grief all the more unbearable. âSuit yourself,â Adrian said tersely, standing to his feet. âI'm going to check on Helena. Just donât do anything reckless.â He warned,
~°âąââąÂ°~ It was a few minutes past 11 pm when Anna's phone on the nightstand began to ring, waking her up. She lazily reached for the phone, hanging up the call. Just then it began to ring again. She groaned, picking up the phone and answering it. âHello.â âHello, is this Anastasia?â the person on the line asked, and Anna nodded with a âYes, it's me.â âCould you please come to the location I texted you as soon as possible?â the voice on the other end requested, urgency lacing their tone. Annaâs brow furrowed in confusion as she wondered why someone would summon her to an unfamiliar address so late. She glanced at her phone to check the time, but her frown deepened when she noted the call was from Adrian's phone. Her heart raced slightly as tons of scenarios came to her mind. What could he possibly want? Tentatively, she opened the message containing the address and was surprised the location was a bar. A sense of apprehension settled in her stomach as she contemplated the un
âAdrianâŠâ Anna said as she wrapped her hand around Adrian's neck and pulled him down, their lips meeting in an intense kiss. His intoxicating alcohol breath provided a source of comfort to Anna's senses; she didn't want the kiss to end. She reached for Adrian's shirt as she began unbuttoning it and pulled it off his arms, her hands caressing his bare chest and abs. She reached his belt and began unbuckling it, holding his eyes dark with lust. Adrian took her hand, and they got off the bed. He spun Anna around; standing behind her, he placed his hands on her shoulders, steadying her, before pulling down the zip of the dress. He leaned in and left a trail of wet kisses from Anna's nape to her lower back, his action leaving tingling sensations, causing her to hold her breath. Sensing her tensed posture, Adrian murmurs against her nape, âBreathe.â Adrian said as he slowly slid the dress off her shoulder, which he deposited a kiss on, as he pulled off the other sleeve. Anna's heart spee
The grand living room door of the Adams family mansion swung open, and the sound of footsteps approaching caught the attention of Chairman Adams, who was seated on the sofa working on some calligraphy letter. He put the pen he had just dipped in ink on the pen holder and turned to look over his shoulder to see who had arrived. âWhat are you doing here?â Chairman Adams asked, his face grumpy as he looked at his grandson walking toward him. âGrandfather?â Aiden said, a smirk on his lips as he came and stood in front of his grandfather, âIs that how you welcome your favorite grandson after ten years?â Chairman Adams abruptly stood, surprise etched on his face. âYou are Aiden?â he asked, and Aiden smirked and replied, âDo we look that identical?â a playful smile on his face. âOh, my grandson,â Chairman Adams said, pulling Aiden into his arms. âYou have done well, my boy; you did a great job,â he said, pulling away and looking at Aiden's face and saying, âCome sit beside Grandfather;
Anna bit her lips as she tried to hold back the moans that were threatening to escape her lips. She wasn't supposed to enjoy this; she was mad at him for fucking Helena. She also was mad at him for killing his own child because of Helena. And lastly, because she is supposed to be in pain, what if Adrian realized she was well and didn't have an abortion? âAhhh!â Anna cried out of pleasure when Adrian thrust his dick into her. She looked at him, and he grinned, held her hips, and pulled her to him and began thrusting into her.âFuck! Fuck!â he cursed, throwing his head back, relishing the feel of finally entering her after so long. Looking down at Anna's crimson face, her jiggling, full breasts, and moans as he pounded his beast into her tight pussy ruthlessly. He missed this; this is what he wanted; he got addicted after tasting her just once.âAdrianâŠ!â Anna moaned his name as she fisted the sheet, her back arching as she began to move her hips to meet his rough thrusts. After all, h
âWhat the fuck, Adrian! Do you not know how to knock?â Anna exclaimed, as her hands involuntarily moved; with one hand reaching for her breasts to cover them, the other moved to hide her pussy. Adrian stood at the doorway, his eyes darkened with lust as he intensely took in the sight in front of him. He looked at a completely naked Anna, who was using her hands to shield her breasts and pussy, attempting to hide them from his feasting gaze but was failing to achieve it with her small hands. He let out a deep groan, suddenly feeling his tie was too tight, making it difficult for him to breathe. He pulled at it, loosening it as he took a shaky step forward, entering the room; he locked the door and took out the key, slipped it into his pocket while holding her gaze, and began to approach the petite woman in the room.Anna took a step backward at what Adrian did, her heart beating wildly.âWhat⊠do you want? Get out⊠please.â She had intended to shout at him again, but seeing the wicke
~âąââą~The next morning:It was a few minutes past eight in the evening. Anna was seated at the dining table and was about to dig into her meal when she heard the familiar sound of Adrian's car pulling into the driveway. She sighed and began eating her meal; she had intended to eat before they came, but she was surprised to see it was already 7:30 when she woke up from her afternoon nap. She had used the thirty minutes to get the remnant of sleep and sweat off her body by taking a bath.~It's been twenty minutes, and Anna has finished eating and even cleaned the table herself, but she still didn't hear the sound of the front door opening. Anna walked up to the door and gently pushed the curtain aside, taking care to avoid being seen as she peeked outside. The house was made of glass, so she had to be extra cautious.However, her heart skipped a beat when she saw Helena sitting on Adrian's lap, her hands around his neck as they kissed fervently. She was so hurt she couldn't move away
~âąÂ°â°âą~ Anna stirred awake to the soft yet persistent sounds of a knock at her door, pulling her from the depths of sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked over to the door. As she swung it open, she was greeted by Felicia, accompanied by two other maids. âFelicia,â Anna acknowledged, her voice still thick with sleep. âMadam,â Felicia replied with a respectful nod, âitâs suppertime. You didnât finish your breakfast, so I decided to wake you, and I thought that they could move the bossâ clothes to Miss Helenaâs room.â With a slight nod of approval, Anna said, âOkay, they can get to work,â and retreated to the bathroom and washed her face. She sighed, looking at her reflection in the mirror as the weight of her emotions settled heavily on her shoulders. The thought of facing Adrian and Helena filled her with a sense of apprehension, but the thought of not wanting to risk her baby's health steeled her resolve. With that thought in mind, she
âAdrianâŠâ Anna said as she wrapped her hand around Adrian's neck and pulled him down, their lips meeting in an intense kiss. His intoxicating alcohol breath provided a source of comfort to Anna's senses; she didn't want the kiss to end. She reached for Adrian's shirt as she began unbuttoning it and pulled it off his arms, her hands caressing his bare chest and abs. She reached his belt and began unbuckling it, holding his eyes dark with lust. Adrian took her hand, and they got off the bed. He spun Anna around; standing behind her, he placed his hands on her shoulders, steadying her, before pulling down the zip of the dress. He leaned in and left a trail of wet kisses from Anna's nape to her lower back, his action leaving tingling sensations, causing her to hold her breath. Sensing her tensed posture, Adrian murmurs against her nape, âBreathe.â Adrian said as he slowly slid the dress off her shoulder, which he deposited a kiss on, as he pulled off the other sleeve. Anna's heart spee
~°âąââąÂ°~ It was a few minutes past 11 pm when Anna's phone on the nightstand began to ring, waking her up. She lazily reached for the phone, hanging up the call. Just then it began to ring again. She groaned, picking up the phone and answering it. âHello.â âHello, is this Anastasia?â the person on the line asked, and Anna nodded with a âYes, it's me.â âCould you please come to the location I texted you as soon as possible?â the voice on the other end requested, urgency lacing their tone. Annaâs brow furrowed in confusion as she wondered why someone would summon her to an unfamiliar address so late. She glanced at her phone to check the time, but her frown deepened when she noted the call was from Adrian's phone. Her heart raced slightly as tons of scenarios came to her mind. What could he possibly want? Tentatively, she opened the message containing the address and was surprised the location was a bar. A sense of apprehension settled in her stomach as she contemplated the un
Adrian carried Anna bride style into their bedroom, gently sitting her on the bed. He went down on a knee as he reached for Anna's heel to pull it off, but she moved her leg away, and in a threatening voice, she stated angrily, "I do not need your damn help. I want you to let me go, or else I might kill you like you killed my child!â What Anna didn't know was her words struck a chord deep within Adrian, echoing the torment he desperately wanted to escape. The reminder of his child's absence clawed at his heart, a raw wound that will never heal. In that moment, he was transported back to the devastating loss, the reality that his little one was gone forever. It stung even more to realize that his trusted friend had broken the promise not to harm the innocent life. The weight of betrayal added to his anguish, making the grief all the more unbearable. âSuit yourself,â Adrian said tersely, standing to his feet. âI'm going to check on Helena. Just donât do anything reckless.â He warned,
Anna stepped out of the abortion ward, the heavy door swinging closed behind her with a soft thud. Her twisted face was a testament that she was in pain but tried her best to suppress the pain she was feeling. She briefly caught a glimpse of Adrian, who stood a few paces away, rooted to the spot with a mix of concern and confusion on his face. âWho is he kidding with that look?â Anna thought, and without saying a word to Adrian, she began to walk away, limping. Each step she took was slow and deliberate, her body reflecting a painful burden, as if the weight of her decision pressed down on her with every uneven stride. Adrian, who had been anxiously waiting for Anna, unable to bear her silence any longer, closed the distance between them. With a burst of urgency, he reached out and gently grasped her hand, halting her retreat. âWhy are you limping?â he demanded, the worry etching deeper lines into his brow as he searched her eyes for answers. Anna looked at Adrian's face with a fi