21

“Craving for anything? What do you want to eat? Tell me. I will give you anything you want,” Daemon said while slowly rocking her in his arms.

It was a humid afternoon but she doesn’t want to stay in an air-conditioned room. She preferred fresh air while stroking her growing tummy so she stayed in the lawn in a strewn picnic blanket. Daemon has been adamant to keep her in his house for the rest of her pregnancy except when she really needed to go to the hospital.

She wanted to object but she realized that it would be better if she kept her opinions to herself given that nothing will make him change his mind. Last month, he lost a dozen of his men against the Farrows family. Devon expected him to lash onto her but the opposite happened. He became clingier to her instead.

“I don’t have an appetite. I just want to sleep,” she replied and snuggled closer to his heat.

She guessed that being pregnant with his babies has perks. Being this close to him secured her feelings for his promise. S