บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant For My Husband’s Father : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Clara’s POVI was halfway through my second glass of wine when I noticed Klaus hadn’t taken his eyes off Amelia once. Not even to blink. The way he stared at her made me want to lunge across the table and shove a steak knife in his eye. But, classy girl that I am, I chose a different weapon—my mouth.“Do you always stare at people like that, or is it just your creepy little hobby?” I asked, casually slicing into my chicken.Klaus’s gaze snapped to me.Kai nearly spit out his drink. Amelia froze with her fork halfway to her lips.“I beg your pardon?” Klaus said, his voice low and dangerous.“Oh, no need to beg, sweetheart,” I said with a smile. “You’re already quite pitiful as it is.”Kai choked on a laugh, then coughed to cover it up. Amelia widened her eyes at me like I was walking into a death sentence.Klaus leaned back in his chair, expression darkening. “You’ve got quite a mouth on you.”“You should hear what it says when I’m actually pissed off,” I replied sweetly.The air in th

Elena’s POVComing back home felt… grounding.The palace hadn’t changed much, still as grand, still humming with old magic and endless drama. Dinner had been surprisingly fun, especially watching Clara verbally knock Klaus off his high-and-mighty pedestal. I swear, that girl had a sharper tongue than a dagger laced with wolfsbane.After hours of laughter, teasing, and a few awkward glares from Klaus, everyone eventually began to disperse, retreating to their rooms for the night.A maid had already prepared my old room for me and Ethan, she even dusted the corners I used to hide in as a kid. Sweet. Another room had been made ready for Liam, just across the hall, complete with his favorite dark blue bedspread and a mini fridge. The perks of being a spoiled first nephew.I sighed as I stepped into the room with Ethan, finally peeling off my heels like they were the shackles of royalty. My entire body was screaming for rest, exhaustion creeping in from the long journey.Ethan was already

Amelia’s POV His breath was hot against my neck, his lips trailing a path that made my knees weak. My hands trembled as I clutched the robe tighter, but it was useless—he had already slipped it off, and now I stood there, vulnerable, trembling, and unable to form a single coherent thought. “You walk around dressed like that, moaning my name in your sleep,” he whispered, dragging his fingers slowly across my inner thigh. “Do you think I wouldn’t notice?” “I didn’t mean to—” I breathed, eyes fluttering shut as my body betrayed every logical thought in my head. His mouth found the hollow of my throat, kissing, tasting, claiming. “You belong to me, little wolf. I don’t care what anyone says… not even your husband.” My heart pounded in my chest, shame and desire clashing like fire and ice inside me. “I hate that I want you,” I whispered, barely able to speak. He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes. His were wild, stormy with desire. “Then hate me all you want,” he sai

Alex’s POVStep by step, I crossed the space between us, each footstep powered by something I couldn’t control anymore.And then without thinking I kissed him.Hard. Aggressive. Desperate.He pushed me off immediately, his eyes wide in shock.“What the fuck is wrong w—”I didn’t let him finish. I grabbed him again, crashing my lips into his, tighter this time, refusing to let go.As if my life depended on it.Just when I thought he would shove me off again—he didn’t.He kissed me back.Fiercely.Hungrily.As if something inside him had snapped and there was no turning back.His hands gripped my waist, dragging me closer, mouths colliding like we were starved for each other. His kiss wasn’t gentle—it was bruising, possessive… desperate. Like he had been fighting this too, like he hated how much he needed it but couldn’t help himself anymore.Our bodies were slick from the shower, wet skin sliding against wet skin. He spun me, slamming my back gently against the tiled wall, pressing his

Alex’s POVI walked into the sitting room, but my mind was miles away. My feet moved on autopilot while my thoughts spun in circles, clashing against each other like a storm with no end in sight.What the hell just happened?Ethan kissed me back.Not a hesitant brush of lips. Not a slip or a mistake. He kissed me like he wanted it, like he had been holding it in for years. His hands were firm, possessive. His body didn’t resist mine. For a moment, we were fire colliding with gasoline.And now, here I am… guilt gnawing at my chest like a parasite.How could I betray Elena like that?She’s been my best friend since we were kids. We grew up together, cried together, fought the world together. She’s the reason I was able to survive in a world where I had to hide who I was. And now… I did the one thing that could destroy her.I dropped into the couch, burying my face in my hands.“Damn it…”I wanted to blame the moment. The heat of it. The loneliness. The years of wanting Ethan in silence.