Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wife: A Dark Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

As if that kiss had never happened, she was cold once again.She only got dressed in the bathroom, and we didn’t snuggle in bed. The most affection I got from her was the occasional hug. But it was like hugging your aunt…no heat. It was practically obligatory.What the fuck was I going to do?A week went by, and our relationship didn’t improve. It was on a steady decline, getting worse and worse. I went to her office to pick her up at the end of the day, but I wasn’t sure if I could keep my rage bottled deep inside. I was angry with her, when I had no right to be. I was asking for something she couldn’t give.But when I walked inside and saw the way she hardly looked at me, I snapped. “Look at me.” I stood in front of her desk and looked down at her, my hands in my pockets. I watched the way she looked over her paperwork like that was more important than I would ever be. I’d asked her not to shut me out, but she did it anyway. Now she was doing it worse than before. My voice didn’t ri

I’d always been fearless, never afraid of anyone else. Outside opinions and thoughts never dictated my feelings. But then again, I’d never cared about someone the way I cared about Hades. His opinion meant the world to me.It meant everything.So I continued to keep the truth bottled inside because I was scared.I got ready for bed in the bathroom, changing into a long t-shirt that hid the curves of my body from view. When I rubbed my palm over my stomach, I noticed the little bulge that had started to form. I’d noticed it before, but I’d assumed I’d just been gaining weight. I’d been at home taking care of Hades, so all I ever did was eat and sit.Now I realized it wasn’t extra weight. It was a new person.After I washed my face and brushed my teeth, I returned to the bedroom and got under the covers.Hades was already in bed, the sheets resting over his hips. He was shirtless, his strong pecs reflecting the light from the slightly open window. The scars and bruises had faded, so his

I was an honest man, so honest, it got me into deep shit all the time. And the idea that I would lie to her, my own fucking wife, was bullshit. I had to carefully swallow those emotions and not explode at her. “I’m not lying.”“You hate Damien. And you have no reason to talk to him in the middle of the night.” She looked forward once again.I had to take a couple breaths so I wouldn’t do something stupid. “And what do you think I was doing?”“You already know.”I reminded myself of everything she’d been through…due to my mistakes. I reminded myself that she was emotionally stunted. I remembered her view of marriage before she became my wife. All she’d ever known was rich men with mistresses. Now that our relationship was rocky, she assumed the worst. If only she knew how much I loved her, she would understand how fucking stupid she sounded. I wanted to tell her then and there that I was madly in love with her. I’d rather spend a lifetime with her not getting laid than spend my nights

So I didn’t.I couldn’t drag my feet any longer, so I took myself to the doctor. If I were going to keep this baby, I needed to make sure everything was okay, that I grabbed my prenatal vitamins and did everything I could to prepare for how my life would change.I never had been afraid to do anything alone before Hades came into my life. But now it felt so strange to be by myself. He should be there with me, holding my hand and telling me everything would be okay.But even if he knew the truth, would he say those things?Maddox was a man he hated more than anyone. Could Hades realistically accept this child if it weren’t his? Would he be a supportive husband? Or would he turn me away for good? He said he would always be there…but he had no idea what was coming next.The doctor gave me the news I’d been waiting for.I was almost four months along. That meant it was possible the baby could belong to Hades. But it was equally possible that it didn’t. The doctor also said he could tell me

In one of my white t-shirts with the sheets pulled to her shoulders, she looked so comfortable, but also wide awake.I volunteered my whereabouts. “I was with Damien and Ash.” I got into bed and lay beside her.“I assumed.”I was glad she hadn’t assumed I was doing something else. I came close to her and slid my hand underneath her shirt. My large hand covered her entire stomach, and I felt the little bulge that was full of life. When I saw her in the shower, it was the first time I’d seen her naked in months. It was a beautiful sight, but instead of focusing on her tits and curves, my eyes were focused on the way her stomach was slightly swollen. In that moment, that was all I cared about.And she’d never looked sexier.I wanted her more than I ever had before. Knowing she was pregnant with my son was such a carnal turn-on. My arousal was biological, evolutionary. It must be something all men felt when their woman was growing a child. The differences in her body were subtle, probably