I was back at the gates. There were guards at both sides of the gates, standing there like they do at the royal castles. They held a straight face and didn't even look up when the car drove through the gates.
Harry drives through the gates and stops when we are at the front door. "You sure you don't want me to come with you, sis?"
"Marry you?!" I take a step back and pull down my shirt. "Are you delirious? What is wrong with you? I just told you I'm pregnant and you want to get married?" I laugh at his foolish words and attempt to walk out of his office. He stops me by grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his chest."Think about it, mea sponsa. You're having my baby. You will move in with me, so why not get married? Or am I that bad?"
"I reconsidered it." I say through the phone, I can hear the king breathing on the other side of the line, making me even more nervous than I already was."Reconsidered what, mea sponsa?" He says, his husky voice making me feel all giddy inside.
'Denjiel Castellano.' I type in the name of the handsome man who has been filling my head with thoughts for the past few hours.'Denjiel Castellano. Zero results.'
Arriving at the castle is as grandiose as it is everytime I come here. It makes my childhood dream come true, I truly feel like a princess when I see the castle through the opening gates."What are you smiling at?" Denjiel looks at me for a seconds before his eyes turn back to the road.
"Denjiel?""Yes, bambina?""To what is our baby an heir?"
It's weird, that I feel so at home with Denjiel. I feel like I've known him for years, even though I've only been here for a week, if you don't count my earlier visits here. I never thought I could feel at home in this castle. This big castle where on every corner is guard and a servent waiting for your requests. It scraes me to know that the father of my child is that powerful. It scares me to imagine thatmy child will be the one to inherit all this.Whenever Denjiel looks at me, touches me or
In some way I felt betrayed by Denjiel. What if he truly made me pregnant on purpose. What if he forgot the condom on purpose.. I don't think i could forgive him if he truly did that to me. Even though I'm happy with my child growing inside of me, it wasn't his decision to make. He's not the one who has to carry the baby in his uterus. He's not the one who has to push it out and suffer that pain. Don't get me wrong, I'm ready to give my life for my baby if that is what must be done. It just would have been nicer if this pregnancy was planned.
Denjiel places his moast lips on my stomach while cradling my hips. I faintly hear him whisper, "My baby" before he kisses my bellybutton. I pull at his hair to make him face me. I passionately kiss his plump lips and pull down his underwear with my feet. I wrap my legs around his middle and pull him against me. I can feel his dick poking against my abdomen."Take me, Denjiel. Make me yours." I whisper through our heated kiss.
Dorian has been inside of me for exactly nine months now. Today is the day that he'll be out of my belly for the first time in his life.I'm already laying in a hospital bed, the only thing covering me is a hospital gown. Denjiel is standing beside me and our families are waiting outside in the waiting room.
It's been a month since Carella has returned to Sicily. She calls me on a regular base. She tells me about her day and I'll tell her about mine, mostly complaining about my huge belly, my aching back and my swollen ankles.She told me she has seen Roman a few times in the street, most of the time wakling with an other girl attached to his arm. The pain that is present in her voice whenever she talk about Roman makes me want to crawl fly over to Sicily and take her in my arms.
Carella has been staying in one of the guestrooms for nearly three months now. Saying she couldn't possibly return to her apartment in Sicily. Afraid she might run into a certain person who caused her heart to break into a million shards.Denjiel explained to me that Carella moved to Sicily when she turned 18, going to an art school there. She bought a small apartment and went to live there for four years, or so she thought.
"So, a son huh?" I grin up at Denjiel.I'm actually quite ecstatic about the idea of welcoming a little prince into this world. Of course I was angry at Denjiel, because he promised he wouldn't tell me the gender, but he did. Even though it was through a stupid slip up, it still angered me. I was already riled up about the fact that I couldn't get out of this castle without him by my side and guards nearby, him accidently telling me the gender angered me even more. I accepted it now, I was actua
The pain I felt in my chest was unbearable. I could barily step into the guestroom before I broke down in hysterical sobs.I already regret walking away from him. I already regret not stepping into his arms and forgive him for his foolish words.Wh
The way Denjiel's eyes shone when I told him I loved him back was euphoric. I've never seen someone's eyes light up that much and that fast.After we declared our love in the middle of the ballroom, everybody applauded, to my utter shock. I was amazed by the genuine smiles in the crowds and the congratulations for my pregnancy. All these people here were so kind and genuinely nice. I truly had nothing to worry about as Denjiel had said.
"You look stunning, sis." I look at Harry through the mirror and smile at him. He's wearing a black tux which made him swoonworthy - as Bonny said.Harry, Bonny, Mase and Brace all arrived about an hour back. Mase and Bonny finally got to meet Delilah and they totally hit it off. The three of them all still gushing over our outfits on my bed, all wearing beautiful dresses with matching heels and acessories.
"What should I wear? Something that doesn't make me look cheap or slutty, something classy looking, something that will leave a good impression." I sigh and let myself fall on the bed, tumbling in a pile of dresses. "I have to make a good impression. Help me." I beg Delilah with my eyes as I pout her way."I'm trying!" She laughs at my expression and falls down beside me on the bed. "Close your eyes." She whispers and I do so without questions asked. "Picture yourself next to Denjiel, standing i
"Would you like to know the gender?" Dr.Bright says, as she puts the cold creme on my stomach.You can see a small bump whenever I get rid if my shirt or my dress. But whenever I'm wearing something, it always covers it up, no matter how thight it is. I was worried if the baby wasn't growing healty enough, but Dr.Bright said that it's perfectly normal and that a lot other woman experience the same.