Mag-log inMy heart doesn't just drop.It crashes.Ashley.Of course it's her.One of his sister's little friends. Leather pants, a halter top that shows just how desperate she is, and the kind of smug smile that makes me want to rip out her hair strand by strand.Heat climbs up my neck.Rage. Embarrassment. S
"Final boarding call for Flight 238..."I finish the last sip of my mimosa, sling my Gucci diaper bag over one shoulder, smooth the fabric of my dress with a flick of my wrist, and reach for Cameron with the kind of ease that only comes from knowing no one else is going to carry the weight for you.
Christine(August 2025 — 9 months after I left)"I have to ask," Evelina says, her voice soft but unwavering as she shifts Cameron in her arms, rocking him like she's done it a million times. "Are you sure about this? Going back to him?"I lift my mimosa and take a measured sip, letting the citrus b
"You wouldn't love me if I wasn't.""I assure you I would."Carol turns back to me, her voice softening. "Honey, anytime you need help with the babies, you call us. Day or night. Nothing's more important than family."Relief settles heavy in my chest, dragging the rest of me down with it."Thank you
As I ruffle Niko's hair while he sits beside me, a soft knock echoes through the room, followed by the quiet creak of the door swinging open."Mind if we come in?" Carol's voice floats gently through the doorway.Niko lifts his head, quickly wiping away the evidence that he'd been crying."Hey, Mom.
AlyssaAt the hospital, the nurses whisk my babies away for the routine tests that should've been done as soon as they were born.Still, my chest tightens when they're rolled out of the room.I know it's standard. Necessary—especially considering the way they made their grand entrance on the floor o
Passionate. And everything inside me right now wants to make him feel the same way he's making me feel. Our eyes meet again, intense and blue, like he's trying to read every thought in my head. "Can I kiss you?" he rasps, his voice strained with want. I nod, my gaze never leaving his. I didn
"C'mon, kitten," King growls, his voice strained with need. "Come on Mace's fingers like the good little slut you are for us." Her entire body tightens, then shudders as she falls apart, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. I grab her by the ponytail, dragging her mouth to mine and swallow her scream
She smiles softly, raising a brow. "How do you know they're both boys?" "Gut feeling," I reply with a smirk, planting another kiss just below her belly button. She laughs. "Oh, like King's gut feeling? When he said we were only having one boy?" King chuckles, tugging her back against his chest
WARNING: This chapter is a little unhinged. Proceed with caution! King Holy. Fucking. Shit. Watching my kitten rip out tooth after tooth, I feel like my dick's about to implode. I didn't expect her to want to play tonight, but I should've known better. She's full of surprises—always has been.







