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Nighttime came around and I found myself carrying Mico with me into Damien's room for moral support. "What's that?" He asked me as I set down the pooch on his little bed near the couch, close to to the sliding door, leading to the terrace. "His name is Mico." I said squatting down to pick him up. "Why is he here?" Damien asked again, tilting his head to stare at the little fella. "He's sleeping here tonight, just like me." I said, cradling the little guy who had his eyes trained on Damien. "Hell no, he isn't!" He didn't even let me properly introduce them to each other. "Why? It's part of our deal and if he's not sleeping here, neither am I." I firmly said. "Ariana..." "Why do you always find a way to get out of whatever we agree on? It's absolutely unfair!" "All these wouldn't even be happening if you just agreed to take me back and give me an actual chance." He retorted. "If I wasn't giving you a chance, I wouldn't be here!" I countered."Well it doesn't seem like much of a
"Damien?" I tapped on his bicep continuously as he slept. I had tossed and turned on the bed up until it was midnight and I couldn't take it anymore. The face of that woman had been plaguing my mind especially after Damien had given me the cold shoulder all day. "Damien!" I whisper yelled, shoving him a little bit. Damien was a light sleeper so he was supposed to have come awake by now unless, of course, he was ignoring me. "What is it Ariana?" He asked groggily. Ariana? Not babe? Oh hell no! I won't take it! "We need to talk." I coldly muttered. "About what?" He sounded whiny. "Sit up. It's imperative that we talk about this, right now!" I practically ordered and he slowly sat up muttering something about me not letting him sleep when he needed all the rest he could get. I ignored him and went ahead to speak after putting on the bed lamp so I could see him better. "Who's Daisy?" I asked seriously. "Huh?" His brows furrowed in question. "Why are you asking?" He asked back. "
Damien's POV; I wanted her to apologize. I wanted her to realize that playing with my feelings aren't cool but it seemed like she wasn't getting it. I mean, why would a person choose to play a song to purposefully spite someone in love with her? She was taking my feelings for granted and I couldn't take it. I truly hoped she got the message and did the right thing but it was over a week and there was nothing forthcoming. "Hey man." I said connecting to my airpods which I had purposefully not used when I spoke to Daisy just so I could get Ariana jealous. "Hey bro, I heard the good news. I'm glad you're okay, Drew can catch a breather now." Aiden said in one breath. I chuckled. "Yeah, I'll be at the office on Monday." I assured, biting into an apple from the fruit bowl Ma Rosa had sent up for me. She had been pampering me a lot more than she did when Ariana was absent. "How's wifey?" "She's alright." I muttered in disinterest. "Ah, I know that tone. You two are at it again." He
Damien's POV; Dinner was eventful. The way I poured my feelings into those statements was something I never thought would happen, especially not in that manner. I was relieved now that she had heard how I felt but I didn't know if I had made things right or just worsened it all. It was tiring to think about. I turned at the sound of loud laughter. It was the cheerful laughter of all the women that mattered in my life. They all seemed to be gushing over Tracy's baby bump. She was due in some weeks and that excited each and everyone especially my mother who had been pushing for a grandchild for a pretty long time. I was thankful that Tracy had relieved me of the burden. I glanced at Ariana, briefly eyeing her outfit that showed off so much class. Looking at her, not just any man could walk up to her in a bid to shoot his shot. He had to think deeply before making that move. Almost as if she felt my gaze on her, she looked up and I instinctively directed my eyes away from her before
"A date? Tonight?" I asked him as we mounted the stairs after brunch. We couldn't make it in time for breakfast so we had Lorenzo prepare us something. No one called us down for breakfast because they thought we were 'busy'. Mom even said she thought we were in the middle of morning sex so she thought to not disturb us. I choked on my juice, no thanks to that statement. We were actually just so caught up in discussing certain things that we didn't notice time fly by. "Nope. Right now." "Now?!" I exclaimed. Who goes on a date at past eleven in the morning. "You have twenty minutes to get ready." He checked his watch. "Forty." I bargained. "Fifteen." He countered. I gasped. "Thirty five." I said. "Twenty five." "Thirty." I countered. "Fine." He conceded with a sigh. "I'll be back in thirty minutes." He said and I nodded. He soon left me alone. "What am I going to wear?" I thought aloud. After long minutes of searching for an outfit, I settled for bell bottom jeans with a wh
Damien's POV; Ariana was out like a light by the time we got home. As usual, I carried her into the house. "Hey mum." I said as she walked towards us. "Hey sweetie, seemed like you had lots of fun today." "Is it that obvious?" I asked in amusement. "You're smiling and you have cotton candy in your hair, what other pointer is there?" She deadpanned. She sighed and gave me a watery smile. "You look so happy." "I have my wife with me, of course I'm happy." I raised the sleeping beauty up a little bit and puffed at the weight. I chuckled and she joined in. "I'm glad you're." "See you guys later and for goodness sake, Damien use the lift!" She exclaimed. I chuckled deeply. Of course the lift had always been there but I preferred climbing the stairs for the sake of exercise. Ariana probably thought it wasn't functional so she always used the stairs with me while everyone else used it whenever they wanted to come up to see me. Lazy people. "See you later mom." I got into the lift
Ariana's POV; "Hey, you're back early." I said to Damien the moment he walked into my room. I placed my laptop aside and climbed down the bed to welcome him. "How was your first day back?" I asked, pulling away from the embrace but he held me in place. "Crazy." He shook his head like he couldn't believe it. "You mind telling me about it?" I inquired. "I'll tell you later tonight." "You're insinuating that you want me to sleep in your room for this reason?" I tilted my head to give him one of my suspicious glances while I couldn't fight the smile on my face. "You said that yourself, I didn't." He smirked while I giggled slightly. "Fine. I'm only agreeing to this because you were a good boy yesterday and didn't take advantage of me being asleep to go against our deal." I agreed, sporting a cheeky grin. "A good boy? I'm offended." He feigned a frown. "You have a little frown there, let me help you wipe it off." I said softly and put my lips on his. "You're... tempting... me." H
Damien's POV; Last night was another one of our many firsts. The way her body reacted to my touch was one of the sexiest things to watch. If I had acted on my will, I would have taken her there and then especially after what she had blurted out but then I knew my baby wasn't ready for that step. We had to slowly get there by forming a stronger bond. I wanted our first time together to be special. It had to be worth the wait. "Good morning." I heard her say groggily. "Morning babe. Slept well?" My thumb lightly brushed over her face. She blushed and sat up, adjusting the blanket over her chest area. "I did. You ready for work?" "Yup. What's your day going to be like?" I asked, adjusting the cufflinks on my wrist. "I'm heading to check out some restaurant spaces today." She announced. "Oh wow that's cool. Call me if you need anything, okay?" "Sure thing. You're not waiting for breakfast?" She asked. "Nah, I'll see you later." I kissed her goodbye. "Have a nice day!" She holle
Third Person's POV; Three years later... "Are you kidding?" Damien asked, putting down Damon who had jumped on him the moment he stepped into the house and refused to be set down until they had arrived to meet his mother in the master bedroom. "Carried you for nine months only for you to not just look exactly like your father but also be so attached to him." Ariana had muttered sourly when Damon wouldn't come to her nor Darian who was the more reserved kid. The twins turned out to have more of their father's genes than hers, from the eyes to hair color, down to the nose and almost everything they did was like Damien. She found it more unfair cause they were identical. Now this was what led to the matter at hand. "Irma..." He dragged out, tugging off his jacket before unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm not kidding. I found out today." She said, getting up from the bed as she flipped her hair to the back. "How come?" He was in a maze of shock. "How else do people get pregnant?" She sarc
Final chapter Damien's POV; It had been way over an hour. She squeezed my palm so tightly as she pushed, screaming her lungs out while at it. I just wanted to cry but I had to be strong for her. "I'm tired, I'm so tired." She sobbed, her voice had gone hoarse from all that screaming. She had hair glued to her forehead due to sweat. It broke my heart to see her like this but she still looked so effortlessly beautiful. "Come on babe, we can do this." I encouraged her. She was panting heavily. "You're crowning, you're almost there!" The nurse yelled. She pushed again with all her might, grunting deeply until we heard the first cry of a baby. I wanted to jump and pump my fist in the air until I remembered we still had another baby to think about. She laid down breathing heavily for a minute or so before she pushed hard again at the nurse's instruction and once again, we heard the cry of our second child. Our twins were finally here! I kissed her before joining the the family to c
Ariana's POV; "Twins?!" Damien looked like he was about to faint. He accompanied me for my doctor's appointment as usual and we just found out that we're expecting twins. I swallowed and blinked rapidly, trying to fight the overjoyed smile that was clawing on to my face. Someone wanted just one but his sperm had other plans. "Ariana, I only agreed to having one baby and now we're going to have two of them?! How?" He loosened a few buttons on his shirt. "I don't have twins in my family so this is definitely your fault." I shrugged, smiling at the doctor as he congratulated us. "Oh well, at least you wouldn't have to bother me for another baby in future." He shrugged. Well that's what he thought but time would tell if I was going to have more kids or not. Damien had been the sweetest though. He carried me like an egg just like everyone else back at the house. Gosh! They wouldn't let me lift a finger after we announced that we were expecting during one of our usual Sunday brunch
Weeks later... I stared down at the beautiful bare bodied woman laying under me that morning. There was something different about her. "Your body's changing." I said plainly, pulling out after I cummed inside her. "What are you talking about?" She asked with a frown. I shook my head. "Nothing at all, just go clean up." I got off her and dragged my pants so I could put them on. I picked up my phone and to do my little research on what I knew about women. She went into the bathroom and came out of the closet in one of my shirts that looked like a dress on her. I watched as she picked up her comb from the vanity and began styling her disheveled hair. "Ariana?" I called out to her. "Yeah babe?" She answered, turning to glance at me before staring back at herself in the mirror. "Are you pregnant?" The comb reflexively dropped from her hand, while she stayed stiff in front of the mirror. "What?" She asked trying to regain her composure. A bit too late, if you ask me. "I asked you
My head pounded as I strained my eyes open."Where am I?" I groaned out, staring at the unfamiliar room."Hello Mrs Kingston."My eyes bulged at the sight of the nurse."Hello." I managed to respond."The doctor's already on his way." She smiled a little too widely for my comfort so I just stared back at her for a few seconds before nodding slightly.The door soon came open. "Hello madam. How are you feeling?""I have a headache and I still feel a bit drowsy." I said. "You'll be fine in not time it's just one of the symptoms.""What symptoms?""Well I have news for you." He said, opening up and envelope containing a sheet of paper. "Congratulations, you're four weeks pregnant."I sat up abruptly. "What?!" I exclaimed, with my eyes almost popping out of their sockets as I grabbed the test result from him. I saw it for myself, it wasn't a prank.Oh shit! "Wow uhm, this is great news." I said, hiding how worried the news got me."Can I go home now?" I asked, looking around for my st
"Why's Zara so shy?" I asked while Kumar took pictures of me in front of the Royal Palace of Madrid. Damien and I were up early and out of the house to go get Kumar who was going to take us round the city. Our first stop was of course having breakfast at a nice spot before finding our way down to the Palace. "Well uh, she's been through a lot." He said, coming over to show me the photos. "Like what?" I asked, absentmindedly swiping the pictures."I'm not sure it's in my place to tell but Zara was born with a hole in her heart." He sighed, taking the phone from my hand.My hands flew to my mouth as a gasp eluded me."She's always so weak and she believes she's going to die soon so she just keeps to herself all the time. She doesn't even have friends." He said.It felt so bad for her."But the hole can be fixed via surgical procedures right?" "Yeah," he nodded before his eyes drooped.Why hasn't it been done? I wanted to ask but he beat me to it."But we can't afford it." "Oh." I u
"I'm sorry I didn't try hard enough to see you and your father even once. I just didn't have the means." Karla wept. I don't know how but my feet put me in front of her with my knees on the ground and I was soon locked in a warm embrace. "Ay tía!" I sobbed. (Oh auntie!) "Te amo. Siempre tengo." She said, rubbing on my hair. (I love you. I always have) "I'm sorry about the death of your father." I sobbed just a little more at the reminder. "Raj came into my life just before I lost your mother and he's been the best thing that ever happened to me." She stared at him lovingly. "You knew my mother?" I asked him, wiping her eyes. "Yes, though briefly, I know first-hand that she was a beautiful person, inside and out." He said. I smiled and turned back to Karla. "Do you have a picture of her?" I asked. "It's back at our house." She said. "When can I come visit?" I eagerly asked. "Anytime you want." "Babe?" I snapped my head towards Damien. "We'll join you for dinner tomorrow ev
Ariana's POV; "Oh no!" I palmed my forehead whilst shutting my eyes tightly. "Still can't find it?" He worriedly questioned.I shook my head in the negative. "I can't believe I forgot to pack it." I said more to myself than him."Shit babe! Why would you forget something so important?" He actually looked like he had seen a ghost. Was he that scared of us having babies? "I'm sorry, it's just, I-" I didn't know what else to say. "Tell me, you're safe please." He clasped his palms together in plea. I swallowed. I wasn't sure cause the contraceptives had been messing with my cycle ever since I started using them so I really hadn't been keeping track of it. But I couldn't tell him that, it would ruin our entire trip. So, I lied. "I'm safe, I promise." "You're sure?" He probed further and the guilty pang in my heart increased."Uh huh." I nodded. "You said you have something to show me?" I quickly changed the topic, reminding him of the reason why we were in Madrid. We ditched the
My legs shook underneath me and were going to give way if I wasn't careful enough. I blinked rapidly, inhaling and exhaling in quick successions. "You do know you guys aren't actually getting married again and just reaffirming your vows right?" That was the ever so realistic Brianna. "It just feels different. Very different from the first time. And worse still my dad isn't here with me." I finally let the dams flow. "Oh no baby. Group hug guys!" She hollered, calling for all ladies in the room asides the stylists. We were situated in one of the rooms in the West wing. For some reason Ma Rosa thought it was a bad omen for us to see each other before the ceremony. We were already married so what was the fuss? I asked, but everyone else agreed, boxing Damien and I into a tight corner. The week had been hectic and filled with work and we hadn't had time for each other. Putting us apart for the last two days was hell especially because we hadn't had any good deep action throughout th