92."Mysterious message"

Andrew

Accepting the duel was the wisest thing I could have done. I knew I could risk it, lose, lose my entire empire and everything I had achieved, not at the hands of my father, but on my own. But for her it would be worth it.

And for our baby, of course.

I imagine myself as a father, a child running around this huge house, Emma smiling at me. There was so much nonsense I'd been thinking lately.

Will she or he think I'm a good father? I hope they don't think I'm a pain in the ass.

Clara leaves breakfast on the tray by the bedside. I turn to look, but I'm not hungry.

"Sir, you need to eat," she says.

"I'm not hungry, Clara, but thank you.

She nods and leaves the room.

I go to the shower room, take off my clothes, get in the shower and feel the hot water running down every inch of my abdomen. Even this reminds me of her.

I remember Emma running her tongue over my defined abdomen and I get a fucking erection.

Emma Campbell... How I wish you were here right now.

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