All Chapters of His Pet: Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

Why did I agree to escort these stupid fucks out again? Oh, right, because I don’t trust that fat fuck guard. At least the lift ride to the lobby was entertaining. They were fighting like cats and dogs. James demanded to know who Laura was cheating on him with, and Laura denied it. It was very entertaining. I don’t know for sure if James was my sperm donor. Yes, that's what I’m going to refer to him as going forward. And Laura is the egg donor. I don’t want to give them titles that indicate any real kinship between them and I. “Lobby. Everyone out.” I hissed and shoved them out of the lift. “Get your hands off me!” Laura shouted. I rolled my eyes and kept prodding the pair forward. “I don’t give a fuck. Now move. I nodded at the three receptionists at the front desk who were looking at the scene before them wide-eyed. Two of the guards were also watching from

The last few weeks have been a blur of activity. We’ve finally moved into our own flat. Thank fuck for that. The tension any time I crossed paths with his father at their London home was getting to me. And as much as I’d like to say we’ve christened every surface in the flat since moving in, we haven’t. Just the bed and that fantastic shower. We both have been too busy with work for much more. Mason is all in on proving to those old bastards on the board that this is his company, and he’s the only one who can run it. If he’s not been in a meeting or a call, he’s been on his computer getting presentations ready and preparing for our trip to New Delhi. Sealing the deal with this Khumar fella is what will shut those old men up and hopefully put them on their asses. And because I trust those wankers as far as I

As we walked into the grand hall where Khumar was hosting the party, I felt the odd looks. I don’t know if we are Brits wearing traditional Indian clothes or just that my scales are on full display in this outfit. Either way, it made me uncomfortable. We at least didn’t have to wait long before Khumar spotted us and moved through the crowd with a large smile. “Mason, my friend. And my, I must say our fashion is most flattering on you, Adder.” he greeted. From my peripheral, I could see Mason was wearing his forced polite smile. “Hello, Khumar. Rather over the top event.” Mason greeted, looking around the rather decadent space. I smiled a bit and nodded politely.  Over the top was certainly one way of phrasing it. I’d call it a gaudy unnecessary mess personally. “Thank ya,  Khumar.” I greeted. “Well, I say go big or go home, Mason. So might I convinc

If someone told me as a child, I’d grow up to having a loving husband and a family, and I’d call them a fucking nutter. I was an unwanted and unloved meta-human. The idea that anyone could love me sounded like fairy tale nonsense. But then I met Mason, and I got my fairy tale. These past four years with Mason have been even better than the four prior. And I can’t say which moment was the highlight. However, I can think of four amazing things that have happened. Becoming Mason’s wife, of course, is in the top four ranking. It had been a small and lovely ceremony at his family’s home, which is exactly what I wanted. I was not too fond of the idea of some big to-do as Tiffany and Ashton did. Not that I’m knocking Tiffany and Ashton’s big church wedding that made the papers. That’s what they wanted to do, so I was happy for them. Even if Tiffany made me her maid

I never thought I’d be the type of person who couldn’t stand to be away from her baby for more than a few hours. Then again, I didn’t think I would be the type of person who’d be a mother.  Before Mason, I didn’t dare think or dream of motherhood. And now I’m a mother of two. I think I would be okay being away from Jade for the night, not to say I don’t love her as much, but she’s older. Asher, however, he’s only four months old. I don’t like leaving him to go to the office.  And now I won’t see him till tomorrow. And I can’t even use breastfeeding as a reason to be near him. Because of my powers, I can’t breastfeed, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss my baby when I’m away from him.  Mason had to basically force me to leave his parent’s house. I know exactly why he’s eager for a night without the k