Pea Under The Mattress Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Fast. Reasonable. Following the sound. God. Toward the living room. Fair. Toward the giant blanket fort. Reasonable. Then deeper. God. Behind it. Fair. Then— he found her. Reasonable honestly. God. Peanut had crawled through a gap between cushions. Then into a tiny space beneath a blanket tunnel. Fair. She was completely hidden. Reasonable. Completely safe. God. Completely happy. Fair. Playing with a toy. Reasonable honestly.

She asked. “It's lunchtime.” I said as I got out of the bed and went to the closet as the omegas brought the food in and put it on the coffee table. I smiled, I could feel her embarrassment through our bond. I smirk grabbing a random pair and shoving it under the covers.

II Grazziena woke up naked down below her bed. Slowly, she crawls going out of the bed’s bottom, and rolled up the mat made of colored abaca. She make it a point to always lay the mat down below her bed before going to sleep as she knows she will be needing it when midnight falls.

I consider making a dash in the nude over to the wardrobe, or telling him again to go wait outside, before I remember that there’s a pair of pajamas under my pillow. When I was a kid, my mom would always leave my pajamas folded neatly under my pillow after she did laundry. I liked the convenience of it, and now it’s become a sort of habit of mine. I slip my hands under the pillow and pull out a pair of lacy white shorts with a white silk bow and a matching cami. Now for the tricky part. I burrow down under the duvet, slipping on the shorts first, then the top. “What’s all the squirming around under the covers for?” Alastaire asks, propping himself up on his side at the end of the bed. “I tho

Bella Pov: I woke up to a heavy weight on my left arm . I opened my eyes and noticed that I was sleeping on my stomach. And my hand was under him. He was sleeping on his stomach also , very close to me , bare chest with my hand dying under him. Gosh I need to use the washroom immediately. I tried to pull it quietly so he won't get disturbed. But he, being a pain in ass, grabbed my hand and held it under his body .

I warned and all of a sudden, there was a sudden thud. I looked at the floor and there she was, rolling on the floor as though she was in pain. I frowned wondering when I had hit her to the floor. Then I heard steps and hesitated before turning to look. "What's happening here?" Asher questioned as he headed towards us. Oh! I got it now! "You have a monster as a best friend Asher. You won't believe what she did to me. She probably thinks I'm pregnant and felt the need to end me." Gia cried. "Imagine if it were your child in my womb." She added.

When June came, Emma, who was now walking with confidence and examining every inch of their house, stumbled upon a secret compartment behind the loose baseboard in the living room. Inside was a collection of letters and images that would provide their family with a link to the home's past residents they never would have thought possible. "Mama, look!" Emma yelled and pointed eagerly at the tiny hole she had unintentionally made when she was getting a toy that had rolled behind the couch. Her elder siblings looked inside it right away.

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secret awaits Chapter 25 beneath Emily's POV: Saturday afternoons like this were rare—quiet, unhurried, indulgent. I was curled up in the center of my bed, legs tucked beneath a fleece blanket, the soft hum of my air conditioner barely audible beneath the sound of dialogue playing from my laptop screen. My favorite series was midway through its new season, and I was already two episodes deep, with no plans of stopping anytime soon.

“Well, sweetie, that’s not a toy, but I think you’ve got one in your room. Let’s go find it.” “Okay,” he says, and then, like a baby ninja, shoves my MacBook off the bed. It lands with a soft thunk on the thick rug. I sigh. Thank God for plush flooring. The thing looks fine. We start walking toward his room when I hear it. Low moaning from Nia and Matt’s room. Oh. Oh. Well, I guess that’s how she got pregnant. Cam tilts his head up at me. “They make a lot of noises in the morning,” he says with the observational gravity of a tiny scientist.

My knees literally gave out right there on the elevator floor. Like, deadass, I almost hit the ground. *Check under your kid's bed.* The text was glowing on my screen, and my chest felt like someone was standing on it. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. Whoever sent that mess was inside the penthouse. Or they had someone on the inside. Like, someone actually walked right past Alexander’s scary-ass security team, casually strolls into my four-year-old’s room, and drops something under his bed? Are you kidding me right now?!