All Chapters of On Your Knees, Stepsister: Chapter 121 - Chapter 127

We resumed walking, slower now, with my fingers laced through his. He mentioned the house and the nursery they'd finally finished painting in light red because I liked the colour. Besides, we didn't want to follow the normal blue for boys and pink for girls. Hell, I don't mind if my baby boy likes pink and my baby girl loves blue or even black. “The crib came yesterday,” he said. “I put it together myself. Took four hours and I only swore twice.”“I'm sure it's perfect.” I knew he was waiting for praise. That's my damned lover. He might act as if he didn't care for every little thing, but he liked it whenever I appreciated every damned little thing he did. Talking about cribs, he told me this last night before I went to sleep, so I already knew what would come next and how to respond to his questions. He didn't disappoint my expectations at all. “It's crooked. One side is higher than the other. But it's sturdy.” He grinned. “She'll never know.”“Of course, she won't,” I agreed. “Sh

Two months had passed since Michelle came into our lives, and I was finally starting to feel like a human being again. My body had healed faster than I thought it could. I guess it had to do with my morning exercise. Kielan told me he liked how I was, with my stomach bigger than it was before we got together, but I didn't. I wanted to return to how I was because I liked it. Well, in the end, what I wanted won out over what he wanted, so I started exercising with John, who was reluctant to follow me since he believed Jack was spending more time with Michelle and might end up being the best uncle while he was acting as my running partner. Kielan was busy with the baby and his work, so he only followed me whenever he had time, with the baby strapped to his chest. I was beginning to believe he was about to replace me with that little creature who had gotten so used to her dad. She cries whenever he leaves her. I need to have a long talk with that girl. Someone needed to put her in her

KIELAN I had been feeling nervous since we returned. I barely touched my meal. Why? On the drive home, Lylah had whispered something dirty to me. It had made me lose focus on anything. All I could think of was what would happen the moment I stepped into the house. So far, nothing had happened. Lylah left me in the dining room and went to bed with Michelle. I stayed back, trying to convince myself that nothing would happen. She had likely gone to bed like she had been doing since she gave birth. She now slept easily and fast. Convinced I was being nervous for nothing, I walked into our bedroom and closed the door. Thankfully, she didn't switch off the bedside lamp. My eyes immediately went to Michelle, who was sleeping in her crib. She looked so peaceful, so I didn't walk over there to avoid disturbing her rest. Lylah was already on the bed and surprisingly still awake. “You're not sleeping yet?” I asked as I took a step towards her, only to pause when she smirked. “Why? D

8 MONTHS LATERI stood near the door with my hands trembling as Maria adjusted my veil for the third time. I was putting on a black silk that fitted through the bodice and spilt into a train that pooled around my feet. Through the crack in the door, I could see them: two hundred guests in the pews. I didn't even know how he managed to get that crowd. I only knew a handful of them. That was if you excluded my workers. Dr Lovely was also there.Kielan was already at the altar, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, shoulders broad and posture perfect in a suit as dark as my gown. Jack stood beside him as best man. He was fidgeting with his cufflinks while John was busy doing what he liked best: taking pictures. He decided to fill in as our temporary photographer.The string quartet began to play, and then the doors at the far end of the nave swung open, and Michelle stepped in. She came first, because Kielan said he wanted her to. This way, he would show off his daughter, wh