All Chapters of Virgin for Santa: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

 **(MATURED SCENE)** Ryan’s POV—I walked downstairs and secured the doors and activated the security alarm. Then I decided to take a shower to give my wife some time! I knew pretty well how scared she might be because she never have even dated anyone until me!I used the bathroom on the ground floor to give her some space! I thought that the little time we had spent together in Greenland where we also made love and have got involved sexually, was actually good, else Olivia would have been more afraid! I even had doubt if she would have wanted this if she didn’t get the taste of sexual urges and feelings that we experienced together in Greenland!After showering for fifteen minutes, I dried myself and changed into my usual boxers and a cotton t-shirt and taking a deep breath started walking to my bedroom where Olivia was waiting for me, now probably ready!‘I will have to control my urge to take he

  Olivia’s POV— His promise was a great assurance, yet, I couldn’t completely push away the uncomfortable feeling from my mind which kept poking me. Truth be told, I realised now that when he is with me, as in when we are together, I am not scared of anything! But living away from him, for so many days, scared me!Also, though Stanley helped me to get away for a long weekend, yet I felt afraid and had an unnerving feeling of what would happen when I get back!“Now open your mouth wife!”Ryan’s caring voice brought me back from my thoughts and as my eyes fell on my handsome husband and his sexy grin, I forgot all my worries!“Mmm…it is tasty! I never knew that you could cook!” I asked wondering when he learnt!He guided me to the table and made me sit. Then placing a plate of pancakes in front of me, he said, “Well, not many things, but I can

  Olivia’s POV—I must have fallen asleep yesterday night due to tiredness because when I woke up in the morning, I was on my bed and my dress was changed. I sat up on the bed and tried to remember what happened last night and soon it became clear.I threw up and then almost collapsed again and nanny Agatha brought me to my room. Mom was screaming on top of her lungs and she said that she will hire a new governess to take care of me for the next few days left before we travelled.I rubbed my eyes and suddenly my stomach churned and my throat burnt with strange bitterness.“Good Morning miss!”I snapped my head at the door to find a woman in her thirties standing humbly, dressed like a maid.“Good Morning! Where is Nanny?” I asked her now getting off the bed and walking towards the bathroom.“I am right here with your breakfast Olive! And she is Martha. She is here to

  Narrator’s POV—The next day morning Luke came to visit Olivia and waited for her in the living room. Olivia dressed in a casual jeans and red t-shirt, she had a blank face devoid of any expression. She was no more sad or helpless but had a strange determination on her face!She sat on the bed and whispered to her baby placing a hand on her belly, “Baby! Your mother will protect you with her life! Don’t worry! It is a matter of two more days and when your papa is back he will protect both of us. Hold on tight and don’t be afraid at all! Your mother will not let anything bad happen to you!”Martha stood near her bedroom door and looked with a shocked expression seeing Olivia mumble to herself but didn’t say anything. She took a mental note that she will have to inform Caroline.Within a few more minutes, Olivia stood up and left her room to go and meet Luke. She can’t wait anymore

  Olivia’s POV—It was soon to be Christmas! And we decorated the entire home! A huge Christmas tree was placed in the hall and everyday we decorated it with bells, lights and candies!Can life be happier? Can it be more satisfying?“Wife!”His voice came from upstairs and my heart skipped a beat! God! I can’t thank you enough for sending him into my life! I don’t know how he even manages to mesmerise me everytime he looks into my eyes! How can he make my body crave for him more and more every night! How can he make my heart stop everytime he calls me ‘wife’.“WIFE!!”“Coming Ry! Just a moment.” I quickly left the remaining decors and walked up the stairs, instructing Mrs Summers about the lunch, “Mrs Summers! Please make my food light.”--“What is so urgent hubby? I was decorating the tree!” I joined him o