8- Make Her Pregnant

Storm couldn't believe how little he knew about his wife. Aira's cheeks turned bright red, and she cut him a large piece of cake without saying a word. He saw Shamia parked outside the building and walked right up to her.

"Did you find her?" Shamia asked.

"Take me to her apartment, Sham. I'm not in the mood for games."

"I'm not in the mood to help you hurt my best friend."

"I'm not going to hurt her. I need to talk to her."

As he walked into the house, he heard moans and groans, all the signs he'd never heard from Aira's mouth. Jealousy touched him deeply. No man is allowed to touch what belongs to him, and Aira is his woman. He would be damned mad at the thought of another person touching her. He wants her all his.

Taking a slice of sinful cake, he took a bite, not knowing what to expect. The moment the fluffy cake hits the tongue, it's like an explosion of flavors. As he took another slice, his mouth watered and he just couldn't help it. He needs more.

"Wow, you did this?" he ask