Chapter 0008

•ELIJAH•

"You're going to pay one hundred and fifty million dollars in alimony? Are you insane?" Shane asked, shocked as we were drawing up the alimony arrangement.

"She's been with me for two years. She deserves even more than that," I replied as I closed my work laptop and turned my attention to him.

"I can't believe that you're willing to pay this much money to a woman that comes from a wealthy family as well, and you weren't in love with."

"Okay," I rolled my eyes with a sigh. "I shouldn't tell you so much about my personal life if you're going to use it against me when you have to be my lawyer."

"That's my job. To help you make rational and wise decisions when it comes to your personal life and money. I have to be your voice or reason."

"That's the job for my PA and financial advisor. You just draw up documents to protect me legally. Nothing more," I emphasized.

"Fine." He groaned as he wrote down the amount on the paper and looked at me. "So, are you going to marry this new girl?"

I sighed. My divorce with Darla was not finalized yet for me to talk about marriage with Abigail.

"When do you think you're going to have the alimony arrangement ready? I need her to get the money as soon as possible before her family thinks otherwise about me."

"You're avoiding it. Alright," he chuckled. "They'll be ready by the next morning. I'll fax them to you as soon as I'm done."

"Thank you, Shane."

He smiled at me before he got up from the chair in my office, took his things, and left.

When the door closed behind him, I quickly sent Abigail a text that she should come to my office for a quick fun time. I needed it.

***

"Abigail told us that you saw Darla having lunch with that boy, Ethan. Is it true? Is she with him now?" My mother asked as I walked into the lounge.

"I don't want to talk about that right now, Mom."

"We have to, Elijah," she insisted. "If her family is going to make demands now that you're getting divorced from her, we will have to use that as evidence of their daughter's adultery."

"There won't be any need for that. I talked with her father, and he's aware of our divorce. He didn't ask me anything regarding the divorce, as long as it doesn't ruin our business arrangement."

"If that's the case," she sighed. "I don't want anything to stress Abigail if Darla and her family come back to cause trouble for us. Abigail's carrying my first grandchild, so we have to do everything to make sure that we keep the peace and make Darla's family understand that the divorce was out of our hands."

"I am handling everything, Mom. I won't jeopardize our business deal with the Millers."

Just as my mother and I were talking, Abigail walked inside the lounge with a huge smile on her face and an envelope in her hand.

While she approached us, I couldn't ignore the silent ache that I couldn't understand its cause.

"Hey baby," she squealed as she leaned down and kissed my cheek. "You're home. I have something to show you."

She explained as she sat down next to me and kissed my cheek once again, causing my mother to chuckle with satisfaction.

"What is it?" I asked as I turned my attention to her.

"Look, this is our baby. I think it's going to be a boy," she squealed with excitement as she showed me the scan.

I was happy and looking forward to the new chapter in our lives.

I knew that this new transition came with many changes, but I didn't want to hold on to the past anymore.

Abigail was now in my life just as I wanted before.

"I'm so happy. Thank you, Abi, for making me the luckiest man in the world." I kissed her cheek.

"Alright, you love birds!" My mother squealed. "Get a room!"

***

To celebrate the pregnancy and my official divorce from Darla a week later, I booked a villa at the Bahamas resort and went all out to impress Abigail.

On our first night there, she wore a very sexy outfit and approached me on the bed.

I was so distracted by everything that she was showing off that I felt completely mesmerized by her beauty.

"So, you're all mine now, huh?" She smirked as she lay down on top of me and pressed her lips against mine.

"All yours," I declared happily.

"Do you know what I want to do to you now?"

"No. What do you want to do to me?" I bit my lower lip as if I already knew what she was thinking.

"I want to suck your dick, make love to you like I never did before, and make you watch me as I swallow every drop of you after your dick has been inside me."

I gulped at her words, and my dick instantly rose to life and brushed against her soft thighs.

"You turn me on. Are you going to be able to take me all in?"

"I have no gag reflex, and I'm very good with my tongue around the head and balls."

"Am I allowed to watch?"

"You can start by watching me take off my clothes," she answered.

She got off me, stood near the bed, and started taking off the little clothes that did no justice to cover her body and those round titties.

She was the prettiest creation of art that I had ever seen.

When she was done and had taken off my trousers, I watched as she freed my dick and massaged it a little before her sweet mouth and tongue took it all in.

I closed my eyes and released a soft moan, and at that very moment, I was at peace with how things turned out.