Seventy-Nine

Seventy-Nine

Naomi

Seth refused to let me go despite all my screams and hits on his back, and he even slapped my ass in an attempt to shut me up.

I finally gave up, and as he put me into the room, placing me on the floor like I weighed nothing, he locked the door shut, leaving me trapped in, under his mercy.

The best place I liked to be, but would never admit.

"Why are you locking me in here?" I questioned loudly. My heart was pounding with anticipation as I glared openly at him.

He simply rolled his eyes. "I do hope our child isn't going to come out as dumb as you are."

I said nothing, my heart warming at the mention of our child and the fact that he said 'our.'

He still saw us as an us, and as he pretended not to give a shit about me, I knew he did more than he would like to admit.

"I've made this clear, Naomi. Just do as I say—"

"Do you hate me?" I asked midway, stopping his sentence. His throat bobbed as he looked at me, his eyes guarded and releasing no emotions at all.

He was tr