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Vivian POV

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"Come home now, Vivian" I received the text message from Max and had quickly ended my discussion with Sofia, she promised to look after my Mom till I was back.

I quickly hailed down a cab and got in, my mind racing with different emotions, questions and thoughts. Max's message seemed to have brought out a hidden kind of fear in me, one that I have never felt before in our marriage.

Did he need something? I asked myself throughout the drive until I arrived and quickly dashed into the mansion. Getting in, my senses were greeted with the raw scent of weed.

Did he smoke? Max rarely smoked unless he was bothered about something.

I quickly climbed the fleet of stairs and straight to the bedroom. On reaching, I pushed the door open and walked in and the first thing I was greeted with was his stunning sight, smoke oozing off his nose and mouth. He noticed my presence and turned sharply to face me, his gaze burning on every part of my skin.

Okay.... That look was strange. In fact, I knew that look. The same look he would usually give me if he wanted to make love to me but this time around, it looked more darker than ever yet irresistibly enticing, starving. I felt a pull on me with just that look he gave me. My stomach doing multiple backflips as I stood rooted, enveloped with nervousness.

"Come here Vivian" He ordered, his voice cold, thick yet sexy as he turned back to face the cigarette in his hands. Just as if I was waiting for the order from him, my feet moved towards him and in a blink I stood in front of him, the smoke waxing directly to my face even as he sat down. My hands suddenly developed pores of heat, my lips pressed tightly firm to each other as he shifted his gaze again to stare at me with the same scrutiny from earlier.

Gently, he sipped one last smoke and dropped the cigarette on the pan beside the bed lamp.

" Where have you been the whole day, already flinging with another man? "He asked calmly but I noticed a bit of anger underneath his tone.

Why would he suddenly care about where I went? That was pretty much unusual for the Max I knew.

"I....I went to see a friend" I stuttered, darting my eyes to another corner of the room to avoid his gaze totally. If he perceived a lie, that was another problem on its own.

"Hmmm" He hummed and I creased my brows, he seemed totally out of character for a reason. I hadn't realized even my own thoughts until I felt my back pinned strongly against the bed, turning me over as he towered his huge frame over me.

" What.... What are you doing Max?" I managed to ask, my own breaths running out as I tried to wrap my head around the mixture of his manly scent and the cigarette together. The sudden vibes in the room turned lusty as his eyes raved over my chest. For once, I felt proud of my boobs, the firmness and size could at least make his gaze linger further on them. He leaned in, totally ignoring my question and kissed my cleavages and my body stiffened as if my own body was waiting for that exact antic from him. Tingles suddenly erupted in larger frames, a lustful excitement gnawing in my stomach. Something I hated so much to admit.

All the pent-up resolve in me weakened and I felt the wants become even more dire.

"You're only good at this for me, just in bed" He said with indifference giving another hollow kiss on my neck.

I bit my lips, trying to suppress the moans from escaping my lips. I felt hurt by his words. It pained me that he only found me good in bed but worse more was the fact that my body reacted heavily to every one of his touches.

"I know you already crave for it, you want me don't you?" He said with sarcasm and I bit down on my lower lips, hiding both pain and pleasure. It was the truth after all, he was right. I wanted him. He moved his lips down to my navel and immediately pushed my clothes up, revealing my fair belly and I immediately felt tensed.

His eyes lingered there for a while and my heart palpitated. Did I already have a visible bump for a four weeks pregnancy?

Oh God, I really do not want Max to find out.

"Undress " His voice came again as he moved away from me, perhaps giving me space to take off my dresses rather than shredding it off himself.

My hands got into work and in a blink, I removed all my clothes and laid naked on the bed with just my pants and bra, my breath caught in my throat as his eyes scanned me again.

Does he suspect anything already? I was scared, outrightly terrified until I heard the rustling of his own clothes, he was shredding off his clothes as well and within seconds, he was outrightly naked, his dick sprang out fully and proudly, ready to pierce my own entrance and knowing what to do, I removed the panties I wore and spread my legs apart to give him access to my hole, fervently wishing he wouldn't go hard on me like the last time.

Max was usually rough with me in bed and I had never worried about it but with the little secret growing inside of me, I was perturbed it might get a complication if he goes rough and refusing Max of sex now would be only making the situation worse because he would take me in all position for the whole day till I was out of breath.

Crouching forward towards me, his cock touched the edges of my thighs and without warning, he slammed in and I winced in pain, hitting roughly and deep inside my womb as I didn't fully adjust to him yet. I held the bedsheets to support myself as he moved in and out of me at an incredible pace that gave no room for me to catch my breath.