Lenox povI might have had a tiny slip-up, and since Lazarus looks at me like he's about to prove that performing an abortion on a fetus even at my age is possible, I assume the slip-up wasn't that tiny after all. "You can't abort me unless you want mom to do the same to you," I blurt out in a moment of panic. I still hold the spoon, and the fucker isn't accepting my peace offering. Does he have any idea how much this spoon means to me? I planned to leave it to my kid once I die, but now, I'm offering it to him. "Oh my God," he groans and pinches the bridge of his nose. Lazarus looks all sorts of annoyed and angry; even though the corner of his lip twitches, I think he won't have anything nice to tell me.Alright, I get it, I shouldn't have told Sarah anything, but he can't blame me for that. Luka and Sarah give me THE LOOK. I'm helpless against that look and can't shut my trap even if I try my hardest. My gaze snaps back to Lazarus once he groans. "You know what? Just drop it an

Lenox povImagine my shock once I see the leftover snake of my one-night stand near my mother and the love of my life. I stand aside, and hell, I would for longer if not Liz, grabbing Sarah by her arm. My mouth is wide open, and words spill out of me before I realise I’ve spoken up, and the next moment, I’m holding the bitch’s wrist and giving her the advice to run.Liz stares at us in horror, her mouth opens and closes, but even a sound doesn’t leave her. I swear if he said or did anything to harm the most important women in my life, she’s about to pay the fucking price. I’m done with the entitled bitches. Yes, bitches, because self-respecting women don’t act like lower life forms. “You have no right to threaten me. Last time I checked, you owe me a hefty sum for child support,” Liz finally speaks up; her demeanour changes in an instant. I laugh. A loud, deep, throaty laugh. “You mean your brother owes you? The last time I checked, it’s his. Honestly, I’m not sure what I saw in

Lenox povHer tongue rounds my fingers, lips latch on them as if it's Sarah's last lifeline. Fuck, this woman is so hot even she doesn't understand how much her actions affect me. My cock is harder than the damn rock; just a little more of this teasing, and I'll get to enjoy blue balls till the rest of my life, or my cock will get stuck in this state for the entire eternity. I could imagine myself getting buried with a damn boner, but that's a laugh for another day; this is a moment of pleasure we get to have all to ourselves. Once I believe Sarah has done a good job, I pull my fingers away from her mouth and grin when she whines. I love how desperate she gets whenever we start messing around. On top of that, the pregnancy hormones kick in, and for a while now, all she ever wants is to fuck, get fucked, eat, sleep, take a shower, and start the routine all over again. Slowly, I slide my hand over her chest and down to her pussy. I'm pretty sure I'll feel so much fucking pulsating i

Lazarus povIs it safe to say we screwed up yet? I’m pretty sure it is because I’ve never seen Sarah as annoyed as she is now. As we get out of the car, my eyes fall on her baby bump, and I instantly feel like the biggest piece of shit this planet has seen. Why would I feel like I have the right to walk around and make her feel bad about something that’s supposed to be completely normal in our relationship? All Luka and I are doing now are causing her unnecessary stress that could potentially harm the woman we love and the child she’s carrying under her heart. I feel like we have to walk miles of walk of shame as she stomps toward the house, and we follow her. Luka keeps glancing at me while Lenox glares at us like we’re criminals. I can’t blame my brother for that. Once we step inside the living room, we take our places on the couch while Sarah keeps pacing before us. Lenox appears pretty calm, but again, I can’t blame him because he has no reason to freak out. Unlike Luka and I

Seth povThe call from Sarah is unsettling, to say the least. I know she has more to say, protests to come, but I end the call before she can try to stop me from doing what has to be done. All four of my men stand close, worry crossing their features. I turn to Luciano, “You need to get Than here, like yesterday,” I blurt out, thinking about anything that might be wrong with Sarah.There are many possibilities, and some outcomes are what I fear. Those are the things I don’t wish upon any woman, regardless of how much I like or dislike her. Remembering my own experience, I shiver. “What? Why? And how am I supposed to pull a damn demon from Hell or Gardens of Evil all of a sudden?” Luciano asks. I see that he feels uneasy, but this isn’t the moment we can joke around. And then, the realisation hits me. Shoot, I’m supposed to tell them what’s happening. “Do your voodoo demon summoning dance; the fuck if I care, just do it! Sarah needs him!” I force the words through gritted teeth as