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SAVANNAH It's the next day, and I'm lounging on the couch as I have yet to experience morning sickness.I look over into the Kitchen, where Dominic is busy preparing me breakfast. I offered to help, but he refused, saying this was his way of making me know I was a queen.Dominic's dad has been persistent in calling to ask how his grandchild is, and although I want to tell him it's nothing but blood yet, I don't have the heart to say to him. So I tell him his grandchild is kicking.And then he'll say he's a strong boy like his father and grandfather. I know damn well no blood is strong like Dominic, but hey, as long as he's happy.“So, you're going to take me after we eat?” I call out to Dominic, who looks like he is a first-class chef throwing things around in the kitchen.“Yeah, I am. We have to see the doctor to know how far along you are,” he yells back. “Have you told your parents yet?”“Not yet. I prefer to get the doctor's report, and then I will take it to them.” He hums as he
SAVANNAHDominic and I are driving towards Dad’s office. He doesn't know I'm going there yet, as I want to surprise him.He is yet to know that I’ve returned to Dominic, and more of which I want to surprise him with. I wanted Mom to be the first, but she had told me she was out and would let me know when she returned home.Dominic’s hand is placed on my thighs. Every few minutes, he strokes my thighs gently. Although I know it's innocent, I can't help but feel a tightening in my core. It's been a while since we were intimate, and even though I know he's not going to push me for it, I can't help but wonder if I should do so.I look over at him as he focuses, and I change my mind. Perhaps he needs to work for it so that next time, he understands the importance of being accepted by a woman.“When are you planning on returning to the company?” Dominic asks, breaking the silence. I look out the window and then back at him.I honestly haven’t thought about it yet. “I don't know for sure,” I
SAVANNAHThe room is silent as I look between my mom and dad. Mom is glaring at Dad while he's pretending not to even look at her.Dad sighs, “I'm sick and tired of the fighting over and over. It has been more than twenty years, and I've tried; believe me, I have.”Mom scoffs, “You could've tried when I was still pregnant with her! You never fought for her, and now you want just to take on the role of a father?! Impossible!” she snaps, her chest heaving. “It's men like you who only want to take the glory of their child when they are older!”He glares at her, “Don't provoke me, Elizabeth! You know nothing of how much I suffered with my child, and you, of all people, should know that I tried to get back with her. But did you allow me?” he snaps. “I've kept quiet mostly because I knew I was to be blamed for this entire mess, and I was working towards rebuilding and mending our relationship. But you've acted as if you were the blameless one in all this!”Mom gasps, “How dare you? How dare
SAVANNAHDad purses his lips and looks at Mom, who glares at him. “What is he talking about, Mom? When did you keep him out of my life?”She balls her hands into fists. “I made sure to cut off all his connections from you,” she says slowly. “And I never told you that he never stopped trying to get back in your life, but I shut him down at every angle,” she says, trembling. I know from the look on my face that she knows she messed up, but she continues anyway. “I never told you he wrote to you, he sent gifts to you, he came to see you, and I never allowed him.” She swallows. “I was protecting you.”Tears trail down my cheeks. “You knew how much I wanted my father,” I say calmly. “You knew how much I was bullied for not having a father.” Her eyes glisten with tears as she looks at me. “All my life, you watched me grow up with hatred for him, knowing he was fighting to play the responsibility and to be a part of my life, but you made sure that didn’t happen.”My voice is surprisingly calm
DOMINICI open the car door for Savannah, and her arms wrap around my neck as she pulls me closer, her lips capturing mine. I return the kiss as she drags her tongue over my lips.She jumps, wrapping her legs around my hips as I walk toward the house. She locks her lips with mine as I kiss and massage her body while taking her into the house and up the stairs.I've missed this.I've missed her.I gently place her on the bed, and she whispers, trying to pull me, but I grab her hands. “Hold on,” I say softly, bending down and placing a brief kiss on her lips. “We can't go any further.”Surprise crosses her face before it turns to hurt. “You don't want me again?” She asks softly. “I thought you wanted to—”I grab her face in my palms. “I do, believe me, Savannah, I want nothing more than to be with you—”“So be with me,” she says, pulling me to her. “If that's what you want, then do it.”I lean down and place a gentle kiss on her lips. “We can't, not like this.” Hurt flashes in her eyes.
SAVANNAHMy eyes flutter open, and I blink as I take in my surroundings. I'm back in the room. Dominic must've brought me back up last night.I look at the side of his bed, but it's empty. I place my hands there, and it's cold. How long ago did he leave? I blush as I remember our time in the garden. He was extremely gentle with me, taking me two times later before I was utterly exhausted.Last night was different. He held and whispered his love for me while he made love to me. I groan as I cover my face with my bedsheet.I smile to myself. Maybe, just perhaps, I could be happy as I always wished. My smile fades as I remember the conversation with Mom and Dad. It has been so long since they've ever had a conversation that they don't listen; it's shouting over one another.And to think that Mom knew all this while that he wanted to know me, that he didn't cast me outside, but she told me she did, made me believe he did. Worse of all, she accused me of having abandonment issues.I feel a
SAVANNAHSophia storms out of the room, and I watch her with an unflinching gaze as she reaches the door. The intensity of her hatred was unmistakable.I turn back to find Evans still in shock, and he clears his throat. “Are you serious? You're pregnant?”I nod, my palm sweating as I nervously rub it against my jeans. “Yes, I am. I found out before I returned.”A wide smile spreads across his face, and he beams at me. “Congratulations! That means I'm going to be an uncle?” I nod, smiling back at him. He walks around the table, pulling me into a bear hug. “I'm so happy for you.”“Thank you,” I say as he kisses the top of my head and returns to his seat. “Does Dominic know?”I nod. “He does. I told him after we had a conversation and resolved our issues.”His expression turns serious. “That isn't the reason you forgive him, right? Because of the child.” I shake my head immediately, and he looks at me skeptically. “Are you sure?”“Absolutely. The baby doesn't influence my decision. There
DOMINIC.I scatter the petals on the ground, from the door to the dining table, and I smile as I look at my handiwork.Small candles are spread across the living room with red petals. With Savannah out of the house, I thought it'd be best to have a nice dinner, especially after the moment we shared last night.I rush upstairs and change into more decent pants and a shirt, just white socks. I walk back down to the table.I check my time, and it's 7:45, and I know she will soon be home. I set down the food and walk towards the fresh flowers I bought, placing them in the chair I set for her.I look around and smile to myself. I can't wait to see her reaction when she gets down. I sit at the table to wait for my wife.Time goes by, and she isn't home yet. I check my time, and it's 8:25, and I frown. She should've been home by now. I pull out my phone and call her, and it rings for the longest, but there's no answer.I frown. Is she in traffic? I redial her number and no answer. Maybe I sho
Hey Everyone!This is a bittersweet moment for me, and I am so glad I can finally take some time off my machine and relax!No hard feelings, but I deserve some me time.Now, unto more serious matters, this book has ended, putting us in an expectation of what is next. I am proud to announce that there is a sequel to this BOOK!!! Yayyyyyyy! Are you as excited as I am? Then scream with with me! YAYYYYYY!So, if you noticed, I have been dropping hints in this book about what to expect next, and I can't wait to dive into these lovely people's books. I hope you guys will be as patient with them as you were with Dominic and Savannah Marshalls.There is no release date yet, as I am taking a break, but keep your notifications on and stay tuned for updates!! I will create an Instagram and Facebook account when I start the next book for updated information!!!Thanks to everyone who gave this book a chance and decided to spend on it, including the comments; shout out to JUICY MISS, whose comment
SAVANNAH“Come back here!” I yell as I chase after my three-year-old son, who seems to be in the mood for his mischief. “Zion! Get back here!”He runs up the stairs and behind his father. “C’mon baby, let me him go,” my husband says as he looks at me. “I'm sure he didn't mean to.”I glare at him. “Uh-huh, I'm sure he didn't mean to take the cookies I made personally for Thanksgiving.”Dominic's eyes widen as he turns to his son, who throws him a toothy grin. “See?” he says as he looks at his son. “He didn't mean it.” I glare at him; he is a sucker for Zion.I roll my eyes as I stretch out my arms to him. “Give me my daughter,” I say as I smirk at him. “Go downstairs and care for everything else since you want to defend your son. Go ahead and take on the responsibility of cleaning the mess he made.”He pouts. “But I am holding our baby,” he says as he kisses our princess. “C’mon.”I glare at him. “Give her to me. You and your son go and take care of everything else.” He pouts, but I rem
DOMINIC“It’s a boy!” I announce, pushing the door open. Excited squeals and gasps surround me as I look at our family. “I have to go back in!” I say, pulling the door close leaving the noise outside.My wife needs me.Re-entering, I see our baby boy lying on her chest as they clean her up. She looks up, eyes watering. “Our baby,” she says weakly, and I nod vehemently as I kneel before her bed, “He’s so beautiful,” she says as she looks down at him. I nod as tears trail down my cheeks. “Thank you,” I say, rubbing her head. “Thank you.”“Excuse me, sir, please wait outside.” the nurse asks. I nod. “We’ll call you back in a few minutes.”I place a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I'll be right outside.” Leaning down, I kiss the top of my son’s head and walk outside.I find myself turning and looking at the nurse, picking up the baby and going to clean him, I'm sure. Find everybody waiting eagerly. “How are they?”“They're fine. I think they are about to clean them up,” I say, closing the d
DOMINICThe atmosphere is charged with anticipation as I tap my feet, awaiting her. The space around me echoes the silent suspense. “Should we wait some more?” a voice asks, and I nod tightly, reassuring more myself than the speaker, “She’ll come. She’ll be here soon.”As I contemplate checking my phone, the door swings open, and my pulse goes haywire. She's here. She's adorned in a flowing white dress, eyes glistening as she approaches. I smile softly, and she reciprocates, causing my heart to pound. As she reaches me, she mouths, “I'm sorry.” I shake my head, pulling her into me. “I had cramps.”My concern shows with a frown. “Are you okay? Is it severe?” I hold her at arm’s length. “Is it okay?”She smiles brightly. “Yeah, I'm fine.” She exhales. “Let's do this.”I smile, kissing her forehead before taking my stance beside her. We're remarrying today, a private renewal of vows away from prying eyes. I wanted our loved ones present, but I asked her about the wedding she wanted, and s
SAVANNAH“Open your eyes,” Dominic says as he removes his hands from my eyes. I blink as my eyes adjust to the surroundings, and gasps escape my lips.This is a house in the middle of a field surrounded by flowers of all kinds, a two-story building painted black and white.My lips stretch into a wide grin as the scent of the field and flowers fills the air. “Do you like it?” Dominic asks as he stands behind me. “Is it to your taste?”I whirl around to face him. “Do I like it?!” I ask as I look around, and he nods. “No, I don't.” His face drops, and a broad smile spread across my face. “I freaking love it.”I see him breathe out a sigh of relief. “You had me scared for a second,” he says as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him. “This is ours.”My eyes widen as I look at him. “For us? You bought it?” He nods as he looks around. “Why?”He smiles. “I figure we have somewhere to escape and spend time together. We needed a getaway, and although I could've taken you anywhere worldw
Elizabeth Miller.I'm struggling with my thousands of emotions, a turbulent whirlwind. I've always prided myself on maintaining my resolve to stay clear of Sebastian Knights, and I've succeeded.They say there's a thin line between love and hate, and I've found that true. To release the love I once had for him, I had to blur that line and harbor a deep resentment for him—the man who took everything from me.I shake my head, recalling our conversation the day Savannah shared the news of her pregnancy and the way he looked at me when I discovered he had given me his kidney.He saved my life, and why would he do such a thing? I cling to the notion that he did it for her, not me. Although I believe that, a small part of me questions: What if it was more than just for Savannah?What if he did it for me?I scoff at my thoughts as I step outside, my heart racing as I search for him. Sebastian Knights has always had a knack for breaking down every wall I built, and the hatred I clung to was a
DOMINIC “And this decision today was taken based on all the evidence and testimonies that were given to us today," my hands find Dominic's legs as he pulls me closer to him, "and it reads as follows."Savannah’s hands tighten around mine, and I pull her closer. “The court has found the accused guilty as charged with every available evidence,” the judge continues. My hands tighten around Savannah, and I pull her closer to me. “There will be no bond for Becca Knights and the rest of the defendants.” I see Evans' jaw clench tight.Aisha turns to us and smiles tightly. I scowl at her, knowing that she might have helped to save Savannah, but she was the reason she was taken in the first place.“Becca Knights is sentenced to a hundred years with no parole and heavy duties.” Becca's eyes widen, and she gasps as she looks at him before her eyes turn to us. I subconsciously pull Savannah closer to me. “Sophia Knights is sentenced to fifteen years in prison with parole.” I see Sophia bow her he
SavannahI watch as Dad walks in with a woman whose eyes hold determination, and I hear Mom gasp beside me. I turn to her to find her watching the woman with wide eyes. Does Mom know who she is?The woman walks in, her shoulders high, and Becca's face pales when her eyes land on the woman. “It can't be,” she whispers. “You—It can't be—”I tilt my head, wondering what's going on. “Surprised to see me?” the woman asks as she looks at Becca, who is paling by the minute. “Has it been so long that you don't remember me?”Dad places his hands on the woman's shoulder, and she looks up at him and nods as she's led to the podium. They hand her the Bible as she swears and turns to face everyone.Her eyes land on Sophia, and her lips quiver before her eyes find me. She looks almost proud to see me. Her eyes then go to Mom, and I see her eyes widen slightly.So, they know each other.The judge commands the attention of everyone. “Please state your name and your relationship with the individuals in
SEBASTIAN KNIGHTS.FLASHBACK TO WHEN SEBASTIAN MET JJ WIFE!I drive endlessly around the streets, my heart in turmoil as I review everything that has happened in the last few days. I sigh, feeling a sharp headache, knowing I could've prevented everything.I park the car and rest my head on the steering wheel, the weight of it all pressing on my chest. I could have stopped this. I run my hand down my face and look outside. To my surprise, I'm at the graveyard. I haven't been here in years, but I don't understand why I stayed away. With nothing else to do, I push the car door open and step out.It's still the same as I remember it—quiet and calm. I look around at the graves, and my heart becomes heavy, realizing that these are the final resting places for people with dreams and accomplishments cut short by death. Why do people have to die? Wouldn't it be better if there were somewhere everyone goes after growing old instead of just disappearing?Pushing those thoughts aside, I walk throu