Lahat ng Kabanata ng Pregnant For My Father-in-Law: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Ciara’s POV “You are a fucking fool, Ciara! Why the fuck would you sacrifice your happiness for this twisted, greedy family?! You dumb or is your skull empty?!”Inara’s voice cracked as she paced behind me. I sat at the vanity, brushing my hair in slow, mechanical strokes, waiting for the Blackthorne convoy to arrive.My reflection stared back, pale, eyes red-rimmed, and perfect makeup hiding last night’s tears. The suitcase was already packed by the maids. Everything I owned reduced to two leather cases and a life I never asked for.Inara stopped pacing and leaned over my shoulder, glaring at my reflection.“Answer me, damn it! You had the chance, right there in that room! Dax asked what YOU wanted. And you bowed like a good little doll and said yes to everything? To staying married to that limp-dick prick while carrying his father’s kid? Are you insane?”I set the brush down carefully. My hands didn’t shake anymore. Not on the outside.“I have a responsibility, Inara.”She barked

Ciara’s POV “You’re pretty smart, solving this problem, dear wifey.”Jasper’s voice was warm, almost proud, as he leaned over my shoulder watching the screen. I tapped the final sequence of codes, quick, precise and the breach alert vanished from the dashboard. Clean, silent and gone.“It’s a minor issue,” I mumbled, leaning back in the leather chair. If my family hadn’t restricted my learning, kept me locked away with tutors instead of letting me out into the real world, I’d probably know ten times more than this.They brought in geniuses from all over, sure, math prodigies, cryptographers, engineers but nothing compared to actually going outside, touching the chaos, breaking things and fixing them in real time. Home-schooling had kept me sharp, but it kept me small too.Jasper chuckled and kissed my cheek soft, and casual, like we were normal.“Well, you are a born genius then.”I smiled small, and automatic and didn’t pull away... he's my husband after all. It’s been a week sinc

Ciara’s POVI stepped out of my room looking good. I mean, damn good. The black silk dress hugged every curve like it was painted on, the slit high enough to tease without screaming desperately, the neckline low enough to remind everyone I was carrying life and still owned my body.My hair fell in loose waves, makeup subtle but sharp, red lips, smoky eyes, the kind of look that said ..I might be stupid and silly, but I’m beautiful, and you’ll remember it.I adjusted the thin diamond choker Jasper had given me two days ago.. “for the event, love, you deserve to shine” and stared at my reflection in the hallway mirror one last time. The small swell of my belly was barely noticeable under the forgiving cut, but I felt it. The pup felt it too. A tiny flutter, like a secret agreement. We’re doing this.“Jasper, if you don’t come out, I’m gonna go back in and sleep. We’re late for the event already.”I called toward the bedroom door, voice light but edged with impatience. From inside came t

Ciara’s pov.I was desperate and very pathetic. Writhing against the wall like a bitch in heat, grinding down on his hand, chasing every brutal thrust.His fingers scissored inside me stretching, claiming and hitting spots that made me see white.Slick poured out, soaking his palm, running down my thighs, puddling on the marble floor. The scent of us, my arousal mixed with his smoky pine filled the air, thick and heady, driving me crazier.“You can take it,” he growled, free hand tearing at the front of my dress. Silk ripped like paper loudly, and violently exposing my breasts to the cool air.My nipples peaked instantly, hard and aching, begging. He didn’t hesitate. His mouth descending, hot and wet, latching onto one swollen bud and sucking hard.Teeth grazing the sensitive tip, tongue swirling rough circles, pulling it deep into his mouth like he wanted to devour me whole.I arched off the wall, crying out, fingers tangling in his wet hair, holding him there. The suction was filthy

Ciara’s POVDax’s body tensed above mine, muscles locking like steel cables the second Jasper’s voice cut through the door again. His cock stopped mid way pull, still buried inside me, twitching with the last pulses of his release, hot cum leaking out around him, soaking my thighs, the sheets, everything.The air reeked of us, sweat, slick, milk, pheromones so thick it made my head spin even as guilt crashed into me.“Father... are you there please?”Jasper’s tone was tighter now, worry bleeding into suspicion. The knob rattled once as if testing.Dax’s golden eyes flicked to mine, still glowing, and feral, but cracking with something raw. Regret? Possession? I couldn’t tell.His hand slid from my breast, sticky with milk to cup my cheek, thumb brushing away a tear I didn’t realize had fallen.“Little moon…” he whispered, voice rough, and broken. Like he knew exactly what this meant. What we’d just shattered.The pup stirred, lazy now, sated, like it had gotten its fill and didn’t giv