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Chapter One Hundred and twenty seven
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Ariana's POV; I squeezed Damien's hand tightly, holding my upper lip in between my teeth. Cold sweat broke out on my face as my heart thumped rapidly in my chest. It had been over an hour and the baby was yet to come out. I could tell she was getting exhausted from how she was panting heavily. "You can do this Tracy, come on." Damien uttered. His eyes were glued to the screen and he looked as tensed as I was. "Baby, you can do it." Aiden looked like he was about to cry but was trying to pull a strong front for her. "Aiden I hate you!" She cried out weakly. "I know, I deserve it." He nodded frantically. She squeezed his hand as she writhed her upper body. He winced at the grip. "Almost there ma'am, you can do it!" A nurse said, rubbing on her knees. "Yes Trace, you can!" Mom piped up from the other side of her. We watched her push hard with our breaths held until we heard the cry of a baby. "Yessss!" Damien and I screamed at the same time, jumping up in excitement as we hugged
Being His Wife Chapter One Hundred and twenty nine
I pulled his hands down to my hips and kissed him hungrily but he was barely responding. I pulled back. "Babe what's wrong?" I asked him worriedly searching his eyes. "Work is just so demanding, I'm sorry babe." This was the third time just this week. "But you always make out time for us. What's tying you down now?" I needed to know because I was beginning to feel rejected and that was embarrassing. "It's just work babe. How are your driving lessons going?" He changed the topic. I let it be. There was no point in pressing further. "It's all good. I just wish you were my instructor, just like you promised." Damien had been so deeply engrossed with work, he had to break his promise of teaching me how to drive by getting me a private instructor. I didn't know how to feel about it at first but later realized I was disappointed at the turn of events. I wanted us to bond even more now but he was slowly becoming distant. It got me scared to think that he was soon going to be too busy
Being His Wife Chapter One Hundred and thirty
Nervous black eyes stared back at me as shaky hands tousled my black mane. I looked down at my simple pale pink lingerie rimmed with black lace and released a shaky breath, trying to calm my nerves as I applied one of the several perfumes I had stocked up in the closet, behind my ears and on my neck. "You can do this Ariana. Let's go." I said to myself in the mirror, grabbing my robe. I pulled it on and loosely tied the knots. I turned to leave the closet but the nerves hit me again. I wanted to die of embarrassment at the thought of what I was about to do. "Oh Dios, I know this is the right thing to do but I'm so scared of what's to come." I lamented, hiding my face in my palms. I took one glance at my rings and bit on my lower lip. "We're married." I said. Maybe reminding me of our relationship status gave me a boost of confidence because I could not be afraid of being tossed aside like a one night stand the next day. "It's not something casual, it's intimacy." I turned away f
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Damien's POV; I didn't like that I had to disappoint her like that but I had plans and I was just too meticulous to have them ruined. "Here, Damien." Her voice came through as her hands stretched out to give me my box of cufflinks. "Thanks babe." She turned to leave and I held her by her waist, having her pinned to my side. "You have any plans for the day?" I asked, kissing her hair. "Yeah, I have a restaurant to set up." She muttered, trying to pull herself out of my grip. "I have plans for us tonight, when are you gonna be home?" "Earlier than you for sure." She said raising her head to give me a cursory glance. "I'll pick you up when you're ready." I said. "Where are we going? What am I supposed to wear?" I turned her around and smirked at how she gave me doe eyes whenever she asked a question. I raised two fingers. "Two words babe." I leaned in and put my lips close to her ear. "Be ready." I dropped the hint. Her eyes lit up with an emotion I could not decrypt. "Lo
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"There's the ice cream truck, babe let's stop." I hopped excitedly on my seat. "You do know we could have gotten ice cream at the restaurant." He pointed out."Yes but this is better." I insisted. He sighed and gestured for the driver to stop the vehicle with a slight flick of his finger. I practically jumped out of the car with my bare feet treading the asphalt road. I had been wearing heels all day and I was officially tired of those ache inflicting beauties. Damien would most definitely disapprove of me walking barefooted but I didn't want to think about it until I had those ice cream cones in my hands. I felt him following behind me and didn't realize how close he actually was until I was lifted off the ground by a strong pair of arms. "Damien!" "You could hurt your feet." He said, staring straight ahead facing the truck owner who was scooping out some ice cream for a customer. "Hello, we'd like to have...?" He stared at me in question. "Two cones of chocolate and strawberr
Being His Wife Chapter One Hundred and thirty three
*Mature content!* He placed kisses on every part of me and slightly dug his fingers into my vagina before letting me taste myself, heightening the sexual desire in me. He teased me with his clothed cock rubbing slightly on my throbbing pussy. My teeth held on to my lower lip fighting the urge to scream. "Baby, don't tease me." I finally said, growing needier by the minute. "Tell me what you want." He said before replacing his mouth on my breasts, teasing my nipples with his tongue. "I want you!" I cried out wiggling my hips around his cock. "Are you sure?" His muttering vibrated in the valley between my breasts sending goosebumps on a rampage all over me. "Yes dammit! I'm sure!" I said in frustration. Why was he punishing me? He chuckled deeply. "As her majesty wishes." He said holding on to the waistband of his shorts. He set his member free and my breath hitched at the size staring at me in the face. My confidence wavered and I gulped. "Damien," I called out, drawing ba
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Being His Wife Chapter One Hundred and thirty four
The weekend rolled by quickly. We stayed cooped up in the penthouse having fun until Sunday afternoon when we had to join the family for lunch. Damien was so caring all through our stay and even when I wanted him to touch me, he insisted that he wanted me to be over the soreness before eventually going all in again. I had to insist that I was fine before we had a little deep action in the wee hours of Sunday morning. It felt better than the first time even when it was so simple and slow but the soreness was out of the way. "Hmm you're glowing." Tracy gave me a suspicious glance as we settled down for lunch. "Uh thank you?" I didn't know if that was a compliment or something. She shook her head in thought. "No no, you have that 'I just got laid' glow on. Right Amy?" She called for Amy's attention. "Yeah, I was just telling mom the exact same thing. She thinks you're pregnant." Amy whispered the last sentence. "I have no idea what you guys are talking about." I denied as I held o
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