"....I know that our wedding is going to be the biggest in the country." She heard Rothschild say.
"Yes, babe and I'm going to have the best makeup artist glam me up for that day. I really can't wait." Amelia clutched her mouth tightly trying to muffle the sounds that wanted to come out, she didn't want her presence to be known to them. Amelia quietly made her way back downstairs "I have to be strong, at least for my unborn kids," Amelia said to herself. "I'm not going to cry over Rothschild anymore." Fortunately for her, the house door had not been locked yet so she made her way quietly into the house. She needed to get out of the house quickly before Rothschild or Bella discovered her presence but she had to pack her things out of the house first and for her to do that, she had to wait for the both of them to fall asleep first. Her stomach began to rumble so she made her way to the kit(Back to Bella)She took out the test results which were in a file and ran her eyes across it. "I can't let Rothschild, I can't let Rothschild know that I'm barren, if he does, he's going to chase me out." "No! I can never let that!" She said in anger and squeezed the paper in her hand. "If Rothschild does send me out, no one is ever going to get married to me because my womb is already rotten after all the abortions I've done." She shoved the crunched paper back into the file. "I'm going to burn this so Rothschild doesn't see it." She said aloud. "But what if we get to the hospital and he does the test and the results show that nothing is wrong with him...I have to do something about it too." She took out her phone and browsed the hospital that they were going to run the test in. She got the doctor's number that was ok there and dialed the number. The number was ring
Amelia was in her room house, Unable to do anything. To eat was a problem. She couldn't stop thinking about Rothschild. She felt lonely and abandoned. Yes, she left out of anger, but it still hurts to be alone.She tried to shut out the Rothschild from her head but the memory of how he had treated her after the surgery was done kept swirling back in her head. She remembered the second week particularly after the surgery was done when Rothschild insisted on taking her on a vacation. **Two months earlier**"You have been staring at that map on your phone for a long time, is anything the matter or do you have plans on relocating?" Amelia asked when she walked into the living room and found Rothschild still staring at a map on his screen. "No, my darling I'm just looking for the perfect place where we could go for a vacation." "A vacation for us? Really?" Amelia's eyes bulged as she spoke. "Yes, my love and it seems like I've found the perfect place for us to go," Rothschild announced
Amelia thought it was all a joke when he told her that he was going to be the one to take up the cooking from now on. But that morning, she was awakened by the sweet smell of bacon and fried eggs. She rubbed the sleep away from her eyes and sat up. She saw Rothschild standing in front of her with a tray of food in his hand. "Rothschild, what's going on here and what are you doing?" She let out her surprise. "What does it look like I'm doing, sweetheart," Rothschild said to her lovingly and advanced slowly toward her. Amelia scooted over when Rothschild got to the bed. He laid the food tray on top of the bed and uncovered what he had cooked for her. "Oh my!" Amelia said and covered her mouth as she gazed at the food tray. "You made my breakfast for me!" "Yes, baby. Just give me a minute." He said, standing and quickly walked out of the room. "Oh my!" Amelia exclaimed again. She reached for the tray and took a piece of bacon and led it into her mouth. "Mhm... This is goo
She couldn't just stop thinking about the lovely memories. She thought he can never leave her. She had concluded in her mind that he will marry her until Bella. Now she was all alone with his pregnancy. She didn't know when she began to cry, accepting the fact that she was destined to suffer. She rubbed her tummy, "I will keep you. I believe you will wipe away my tears by bringing Rothschild back to me." . . . (Back tp Bella And Rothschild)... The next day, Rothschild decided to visit the doctor. Only if he knew that Bella had called and paid a heavy price for the fault of their childlessness to be shifted onto Rothschild. In the last secluded room at the back of the hospital, Bella was holding Rothschild’s hand. It had been just a few months since the two had been together but although their relationship was without any flaws, they both were aware that something was not there. A child. But only Bella was aware of the reason behind their childlessness. Dr. Ashford, who was
"It's the way of life, Rothschild; no matter what happens, I'm with you forever." He nodded, but his face remained impassive. "I never thought… I always thought it was just going to happen one day." He stopped, choked in the voice. "This is... it's devastating." The following silence was thick, save for the harsh, labored breathing that seemed to ebb and flow with Rothschild's struggle. Bella watched him, and as his hope sank deeper into despair, a twisted sense of satisfaction began to swell within her. This was how it had to be, she assured herself. This was her chance to make sure he would never see her as anything less than perfect. Dr. Ashford shifted awkwardly, his gaze flicking nervously from Rothschild’s anguish to Bella’s unreadable face. "I’m… I’m sorry, Mr. Rothschild," he said quietly as if a touch of remorse had already become visible. “The therapy is all we can do. Perhaps… with time, you’ll make peace
Rothschild didn't think that he would ever recover from the shock, how could he be impotent: there were never any signs that he was. A man with a big sex drive like him was impotent? This was a hard pill for him to swallow. And he was the reason that Bella couldn't get pregnant. He had lost interest in every other thing, even Bella's body did not excite him like it used to when she moved in with him. His head was running, accepting the fact that he won't be able to have his own child. Something he always dreams about. He had wanted his first child to be a son. Now he doesn't even have hope of having a child. The realization that he was never going to have a child of his own weighed heavily on him. "I'm impotent!!" He kept repeating inside his head. He clutched the bottle that contained the pills that were supposed to be taken to help him alleviate his condition.
She bent to pick it up and inspect the bottle closely, before turning to look at him. "Did you throw this? Why did you do it?!" Bella asked all together. "Ahhh, Bella, stop asking me questions, it's hurting my head!" Rothschild replied. "Alright then, but can you at least come down and have breakfast with me?" "No, please leave!" "But babe..." "Bella I said I am not hungry!" Rothschild replied sternly, "I am not a child that needs to be spoon fed, so when I say I'm not hungry, I mean that!" Bella's eyes bulged in shock, it took her a while before she could recover. "Alright, you know what, suit yourself!" Bella said before she stormed out of the room. She couldn't believe that he had the nerve to speak to her like that, be had never raised his voice at her—never, and she was not going to accept thi
One day, Rothschild was searching through the wardrobe when he saw, Amelia's favorite dress. He look it and the sweet smell of Amelia covered his nose. Her scent clogged Rothschild's nostrils And he could not help but relive the memories of Amelia. For some reason unknown to him, he had chosen to stay in this room among all the other rooms in the house just because he wanted to get as far away from Bella as possible. Staying in this room was a choice he never intended. The night he got back from the doctor's office, He left Bella to sleep on their matrimonial bed while he sought another room where he could cry himself to sleep; he didn't want Bella to hear while he was crying, so she wouldn't bother herself about him. So he had quietly gotten up while she was asleep and made his way out. He found his legs beginning to buckle under him as he walked, and as a result, he barged into the room close to him and rushed toward the bed. Only did he realize the next morning that he
The next day, Mike had wasted himself with so many bottles of alcohol. He barely got to sleep the previous night. The only person who was on his mind was Jennifer. Till this moment, no one had called him to pass information about where she could possibly be. What hurt him the most was the thought of how badly she would be hurting because of what she had seen. Knowing that she was hurt made Mike beat himself even more. He was on the floor in his living room when a lady walked in. It was his mother. He was too wasted on alcohol to even get up to his feet. The mother, on seeing the condition of her son, felt completely washed away and heartbroken. She had no idea Jennifer meant the world to her son. “Oh God! Mike, what have you done to yourself, son?” She dropped her bag and rushed to her son. She snatched the bottle he was going to shove into his mouth. “Stop it, Mike!” Mike sobbed. “She's hurt, mom. Jennifer has left ne, mom. Are you happy now? You never wanted her to stay.
Mike froze in the act. His cock was still stuck in the vagina while he stared at Jennifer with dilated iris. The least thing he expected was to have Jennifer walk in when he was in the act. “Ho..honey,” he struggled to say a word. Vicky pushed him off her and staggered to her feet. “Sis…you are..you are back.” Jennifer was staring at them wildly in disbelief. Vicky had one of her boobs looking out through one of the open buttons of the shirt she was wearing. “How long has this been going on?” Jennifer asked with tears clogging up her throat. Mike's cock was still standing as he clasped his hands together to plead with Jennifer. “Babe, I.. I can explain,” he stuttered. When he tried to touch her, she landed a resounding slap on his cheek. “Don't touch me!!” She yelled. Tears rolled from her eyes. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that her own sister would have sex with her husband. “You…”she said, pointing at Vicky. “You snake, I gave you eve
The moment she returned to her hotel room that night, she sat on the ground and almost cried her heart out. At least, Mike's mother would no longer have a reason to despise her. She was finally pregnant after years of being married to Mike. An hour passed into the night and she finally got a hold of herself. She would call Mike and share the sweet news with him. She opened her purse and grabbed her phone. Still trying to snuff out the last trace of tears in her tone, she hit the dial icon. One ring…two rings…three rings… Then, the electronic voice spoke. “The number you are calling is not available at the moment.” She called again and again. But the response was the same. Mike was not taking any of her calls. It was already a couple of minutes to ten in the night. There was a probability he was already asleep. Though, Mike was not the type to sleep early. He must have had a stressful day. She concluded. The bell in her hotel room rang. Someone was out there. She got to the doo
Vicky could feel the fullness of his cock inside her. Mike was a monster. Not only was he long down there, but that he had enough girth too. Slowly, he pulled out of her. The helpless lady looked at him with the look that said he should put it back in. But he didn't do so. He simply used it to flog the areas of her vagina, making her more wet than she already was. He pressed on the clit button with his cock, making Vicky go wild. Her eyes were literally turning. “Are you ready for me?” He asked. Vicky wanted to curse him. She was more than ready. “Yes, yes,” she replied in a helpless manner. Mike then grabbed her waist so tightly and slowly put his cock in till it was swallowed entirely. Then, he brought it out again. The in and out movement turned into a slow and steady thrust. Gradually, he increased his pace. What started slowly was now fast and soon rough. The sound of flesh slamming against another soon filled the entire room. After a good while of quick thrusts, he s
The kiss became so passionate and they started breathing heavily. He pinned her on the wardrobe and kept kissing her. “Did you really think I would let you go so easily?” He asked as he pulled away. Vicky always wanted to feel his lips on hers. But at the time, she didn't know what to think. She already gave up. She felt Mike was just not going to come around. But he did! “I—” Mike didn't give her the chance to speak. He locked her lips again. This time, his hands were running through her entire body. The lady had already put on a dress. It was obvious she was getting ready to leave when Mike made the decision to act. He stopped kissing again and helped her take the dress off. His eyes absorbed the creature before him. He placed his head in between her boobs and let himself get drowned in the moment. Then, he carried her and dropped her on the bed. Vicky lay there like a test material. She had no idea what Mike was thinking of doing to her. All she could do was anticipate
The towel descended through the length of her body and fell on the ground. She was naked. Mike was completely swept off his feet. He found himself struggling to say a word. There was a lump in his throat. Vicky looked even better than the pictures she had sent to him. With every moment that slipped by, it only became more difficult to resist her. His eyes traveled through her body, scanning every detail as they journeyed from her hair to her toes. The boobs were impeccably built— slightly bent due to the weight. The alveolar area of her breast was large enough, an indication that she was incredibly sensitive around that area. Her nipples were surprisingly pointed and looked enticingly beautiful. “Vi..vi.. Vicky,” Mike stuttered. “What…what do you think you are doing?” Vicky smiled at him. “What does it look like to you? Do you like what you see?” Oh yes, he did. Not long ago, he was fuming. But at the moment, he had no idea what was going on inside him. The anger was there. How
Right in the presence of everyone, his mouth flew open once again. His cock became really hard in the boardroom. What his heart desired to see for so long was already there. All those times Vicky paraded before him, all he could do was imagine what would be beyond the skimpy dresses. He was finally staring at her naked body. Oh damn it!! Vicky was damn too hot. Mike found himself salivating without knowing it. He had been enchanted by her. “Mr Mike, are you okay?” One of the board members asked him. But Mike was not okay. Beyond being okay, he was lost completely. He found himself moping stupidly at the nudity of his own sister-in-law! Get hold of yourself, Mike! “Mike?” Another person tried to call his attention. But Mike was lost. He was obviously not listening to them. He was only brought back to his senses when one of them slapped his hands on the table. Mike was jolted from his lost state. But his hand had already gone down to his cock. It was furiously waging war a
Vicky was throwing both legs effortlessly through the mini black dress she was wearing. It barely covered her private areas and perched on her thighs. The design was in such a way that her cleavages were out there. Mike was struck by her presence. His mouth was suddenly agape and the words were held back in his throat. “Babe,” Jennifer called him. “Are you still there?” The married dude was lost. He couldn't help himself. Vicky looked incredibly attractive for him to be able to resist her. “Honey? Are you there?” Jennifer asked again. “Yes, yes,” he responded in a disoriented manner. “Is something wrong? You seem distracted.” “Uhm… yes. I mean no.” Jennifer sighed. “What is it?” Vicky got to the table and dropped the bag she was carrying. “Is that Jennifer?” She asked suddenly and loudly. Mike's eyes dilated. What was she trying to achieve by announcing her presence to Jennifer? “Babe, I heard Vicky's voice just now. Is she there with you?” Before Mike could gi
The next morning, Mike made the decision to resume work. Being the owner of his own business, he had taken some time off from work to have fun with his wife, Jennifer. But then, things were not going the way he thought. Jennifer had traveled and he had a tempting desire to sleep with his own sister-in-law. To even think he would be in this position was driving him crazy. And yes, the only way for him to cut down time spent with her, was to resume work. At seven o'clock in the morning, he was already dressed and ready to dive into the activities of the day. He was wearing a well ironed shirt that he tucked into his pair of black pants, a shiny Italian shoe and a matching black jacket. He was good to go. He was about to leave when his phone rang. It was his mom. “Hello, mom,” he said as he slid the green icon. “Good morning.” His greeting was replied with a rebuke. “What is good about this morning?” His mom asked. “Hold your greeting. I don't need it.” He stroked his f