After breakfast, Ria hurried back up to her bedroom to bathe and dress up, while Molly watched the kids. When she was done, she breastfed them, giving Molly time to go upstairs to her own bedroom and freshen up. When Molly came back down, she looked like she was attending a fashion show. Ria glanced down at her own casual shirt and pants. Molly saw her expression and laughed. "Don't mind me, dear. I just like to wow my staff from time to time." "Your... staff?" Ria asked. Molly nodded. "Did I fail to mention? I have a fashion house not too far from here.""Is that where we'll be shopping?" Ria asked. Molly shrugged. "If you want. We can pick up a few things for ourselves, and then we can go somewhere else for the babies stuff."Just at that moment, Ria remembered something. She had no money. Or rather, she couldn't remember if she had money. "Oh, and Antonio asked me to give you this." Molly extended a shiny black card to her, and Ria stared at it dumbly. "Not that you'd need
The babies were screaming. That was the first thing Ria heard that morning as she groggily blinked sleep from her eyes. She staggered out of bed and towards their cribs, only to find Antonio’s mother already there, trying to shush the other baby while at the same time changing the other’s wet diaper. Ria blinked. She hadn’t realized someone was in her bedroom with her. She reached for the baby still in the crib. Molly smiled at her apologetically. “I’m sorry. I came to get you for breakfast, but you were still asleep. I was just about to leave when that little one here woke up and began to cry. I didn’t want them to wake you, but it seems I didn’t do a very good job calming him down.”Ria nodded tiredly and yawned. “Thank you.”She hadn’t gotten much sleep during the night because her babies woke up and fussed every hour. Molly gave her a look as she rocked the baby who was now rooting in her nightdress. “You look like you need some help,” she said. Ria shook her head. She didn’
Almost an hour had passed since Ria arrived at Antonio's mansion. In that hour, cribs, bassinets, and everything else her babies might need had been moved into her bedroom. She was a bit surprised at how quickly things got done. Her wardrobe was also stocked with clothes she had no memory of buying. As far as home went, it was turning out to be a wonderful one. A knock sounded softly at her bedroom door just as Ria finished breastfeeding a baby that was now asleep. She adjusted her clothing, and when she went to open the door, Antonio stood at the other side. He smiled. "I hope you're hungry. Mother's cooked enough to feed an army."Ria laughed a bit. "I am hungry. Give me one moment to change out of this blouse. I think I got milk on it."She hurried back into her room, changed clothes, and when she returned to the half-opened door, Antonio was leaning against the wall, looking casually handsome, his tousled hair catching what was left of the afternoon light. She smiled, and inwar
Antonio could almost feel the waves of nervous energy thrumming around Ria. When she set her baby down and turned around, they both spoke at the same time. "Do you want a drink?" He asked. "Can I look around?" She asked, then laughed nervously. Antonio was quick to nod. "Of course. You can do whatever you like.""Thank you." Ria smiled at him, then disappeared through a door that led to a small bedroom and lounge.Antonio immediately got out his phone and called his mother. "Tonio, please tell me you are calling because you're coming home," she said. Antonio laughed. "Hello to you too, Mother. And to answer your question, yes. I am coming home.""Wonderful.” Her voice lit up with joy as if she had been waiting eternity to hear that. “When will you arrive?”“In a few hours,” he replied.“Alright, I'll have the kitchen prepare your favorite dishes. You must be tired and hungry."Antonio smiled again. “I’m not coming alone, Mom. I’m bringing some… guests.”There was a beat of silen
Ria’s mind was racing. Her skin was flushed, and she felt so shy she couldn't even meet Antonio's gaze. Not that he was looking at her, of course. His gaze has remained resolutely out the window since the...incident. She felt stupid calling it that though. The man was her husband. This should be normal. Why was she making a big deal out of it? She should be pleased. How many women felt sexy enough to seduce their husbands a few days postpartum? She was pleased. But that didn't mean she didn't feel as jittery with nerves. Ria wondered if Antonio's reaction meant that their sex life was every bit as loving as their relationship seemed to be. If that was the case, then she was very lucky, and Antonio was a one-of-a-kind man. She fussed with her sleeping babies again, buying a few more seconds before she would have to sit across from her husband again. When she finally composed herself enough to turn, Antonio was staring at her. He looked utterly composed again, like the last few min
Ria stared at Antonio as he rounded up the phone call he was receiving. A few days had passed since she regained consciousness, and Antonio had barely left her side in all that time. There was a new bouquet of flowers for her everyday, and once he had the all-clear from the doctor, Antonio had begun to shower her with little sweet treats and gifts. Ria felt more loved than she ever thought was possible, and even though Antonio never ceased to reassure her, her inability to remember made her sick with guilt. He turned from his phone, a smile immediately crossing his lips. "Ready to go?" He asked. She nodded, clutching her baby to her chest. The other one was casually cradled in the crook of Antonio's arm. Ria dimly wondered how he managed to look so good with his hair mussed, and carrying a baby. He was wearing an expensive-looking suit with a turtle necked shirt underneath. He looked wonderful. Again, Ria was hit by a pang of wonder. Her days in the hospital, post-surgery hadn't