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I was breathing hard when I finished and I could already feel nausea churn my stomach. “Damn it!” Knight banged a fist against the dressing table, knocking over several cosmetics and brushes. “I’m telling you I didn’t intend for it to happen like that! Why won’t you believe me?” I smirked despite the nausea. “Pot calling the kettle back huh, Knight? You didn’t believe me either when I said I wasn’t the one who took that photograph.” “Fine!” His jaw was a hard line as he strode over to where I was standing. “You’re three months pregnant, aren’t you?”

I walk to my office and shut the door ,i reached straight for my shelf and fling it open i take out my bottle of rum and a tumbler and pour myself some into the tumbler as i am a light drinker ,i down it all in one go ,wait a minute fuck the tumbler ,i thought to myself ,flinging it away and smashing it against the wall ,i down the whole bottle into my mouth as i go in for a quick dive ,taking about half of it into my body in one go ,i stumble and fall on the floor why is it always me ,why am i always unlucky when it comes to love and relationships ,Julie and her mate found each other and they made it easy for each other ,why do i have to be the one paired with a difficult mate or am i cur

*knock* *knock* Before Theo could say a knock on the door disturbed them. A maid walked in and informed them that Mrs. Wright is waiting for them downstairs. Theo recall that he has to drop his mother home because he remember sending her driver to the residence. Theo excused first after the maid leave the room. Meanwhile, tears slide down Ira's eyes as she tried to brace herself for the future. After all, there is no going back now.

They give me time to adjust until I felt them moving in a fast rhythm, ignoring about the gentle touch but with every thrust my body is supported by them. They didn’t let me not enjoy everything but they kept their promise of keeping me moan whatever they do and what they can give me. “ Let’s knock her up,” Alpha Antonio whispered in his rasp deep voice and I shouted and moaned because of what he said. Saying that he wants to knock me up send me into the edge of ecstasy, my body quivers against their every trust before I felt them truly knocking me up as all of us trembles when we reached our peak.

Soon, I reach my limit and fall over the edge, shooting my seed deep inside of her. Still riding my high and lost in my euphoria, Katie suddenly slaps my chest. “You didn’t use a condom. No, no, no. You were supposed to use a condom.”

The elevator opened after some time and I sighted the company immediately, I walked to it as I knocked and cried my hands Sh*t the door is so strong, I removed my shoes and looked around as the was no one there, I knocked again but no response, I knocked the third time but still nothing as I got angry and barged into the office "sh*t can't you knock, have you gone nuts?" the familiar voice spoke angrily as I stood in shock with what I saw, the lady frightfully stood up pulling her skirt down but had nothing on as her boobs were out, then I saw the most shocking thing ever

"I don't get it. Knocked up as in how?" "You were fucked this morning by him right?" She spoke raw to me and I felt it in the depth of my stomach. Yes, I didn't deny it at all. He was the one. He did it brutally this morning that I couldn't even stop him. I nodded. "That's why. That's why." "That's why? I don't understand you."

He smirked; his ego totally elevated as he reached out to the bedside table to pick up the condom. “But am not done with you. Today, I will show you just how much I can make you happy,” he promised as his hands manoeuvred between him wrapping himself up in the glistering latex material. My body drowsily laid on the now scrunched up sheets, as I prepared for his entrance. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door causing us both to jolt up. The sound was so far off, one would have mistaken it, but judging from both of our reactions, someone has knocked on our door.

'Knock Knock Knock' The knock got louder and Quintin had to go to the door to check who was there. The instant he opened the door, three men pushed the door open with vigor and Quintin fell on the floor. "Where is Lisa?" One of them asked the man on the floor who was wincing in pain.

The custody waiver was still grasped tightly in her hand, the paper crumpling under the force of the fall. Pain surged through her body, old wounds flaring with the new. She grunted in agony, unable to move. The noise startled everyone in the hall. Daniel rushed up, pausing at the scene. Then he rushed to her side and carefully helped her up. "What happened? How did you end up like this?" he asked with a frown. Kimberly looked back at Siena, who seemed unrepentant at the top of the stairs. Far from it, she whined, her voice trembling with feigned pain, "Ow, my ankle hurts!"