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"I can help you again if you want.”My breath hitches with both eyes widening, stretching so big as my jaw drops to the floor upon hearing his nonchalant offer. It sounds so casual as if he’s asking about the weather, for the fact half an hour ago he seems reluctant to do it- though when we actually did it, he didn’t seem that unwilling, heh. After the spill, I waddled to the ensuite bathroom to get rid of the sticky fluid residing between my legs. He offered to clean me by bringing a wash cloth but I’d rather do it myself in the shower just so I can get a good night sleep without overthinking about leaving a spot. And there he is, sitting on the bed, leaning on the headboard, watching me with his entire upper body bare for me to salivate over, I’m pretty sure he is naked underneath the thick duvet too. "Uhm, okay." I mean, he might be covering the bottom half but that thick rod of his is definitely not making a good job of hiding himself. Instead, he is standing proudly saying he
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I had a very good sleep last night despite being thirty-nine weeks and one day pregnant. He was right about that particular theory, the one he mentioned back then about having this magical power to make me sleepy right after railing me, inducing me into a blissful deep sleep because the next day, I woke up around nine realising the kids and him already gone to school and work. The house has been empty and quiet since then, though two hours later when I was sitting on the couch, watching Netfl!x while enjoying a bag of chips, the sound of the front door being opened makes me hit the remote control to pause the show, somewhat nervous at the interruption as I anticipate who the disturber is either the chef, or the housekeeper. Afterall, it is close to lunch time so it makes sense for the chef to be here delivering my meal as he always does on the weekends. Perhaps Luca informed him of my one week medical leave, which is good for me because I’m too tired to waddle downstairs if I opt fo
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I have now sexually identified myself as a microwave meal- I'm ready in two minutes and I don't look anything like the picture pasted on the label. Compared to the three pictures I used for my profile when I first registered myself at the Cupcakes website, applying for the sugar baby position, I am currently thirty pounds heavier with chubbier face and widening figure. Luca Sinclair would've never thought three years later he'd be fucking a woman who looked nothing like the profile he chose, and fourteen years older than the one he usually prefers. Well, to be fair, he also never envisioned himself having a child so that's that. But what's frustrating to me, or should I say a blessing when we're in the moment, is that I get wet even before he touches me. Watching him is basically a foreplay these days, by the time I hop on him, I'm ready to go while him on the other side, as he promised since the first day we fucked, is always in the mood for me. He has been working from home since
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“Everything seems to be okay,” Allie concludes after blabbering about the scan, result of my urine test, as well as the condition of my cervix that is ready for labor, “Your due date is today but you’ve been having frequent contractions over the week, there is a chance of you going to labor on your own in a few days. So… do you want to wait till that happens or you want me to check you in for induction tomorrow?” I’ve never had this option before because during both pregnancies, I didn’t even feel the contraction up until the labor was induced. I opted for the induction because I was all alone, and was too tired of being pregnant thus wanted to get it done and over with since most of the time throughout the duration of the pregnancies, I went through them on my own due to Dean being missing for work. Unlike this one, Luca has been with me all the way, doing his best to make me feel comfortable with all those princess-y treatment. I even experience the Braxton Hicks contractions. Per
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“A year ago you said you love me, I thought the woman you love should be your soft spot? I shouldn’t be treated like everyone else, but you treated me worse than anyone else since you knew about the pregnancy. If not for the doctor’s suggestion, you wouldn’t even touch me, or look at me. What happened, Luc? Why?”I’ve thought about it, of how things would be like once she is out of me. It’s either he would be cold and intolerant as he was, or completely shut me off without even seeing me- there’s a possibility of him hiring someone just to get our daughter to me for feeding sessions. That’s why today, when I started to feel the contractions going stronger and more frequent since the morning, I knew I had to have the talk before tomorrow comes. I might be in labor room by then and it would be too late because he won’t be talking to me anymore. “Why did you suddenly go missing every weekend? Sometimes for days, and you stopped talking to me. When you moved in, you at least acted like
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All the hard work paid off because the next day when we had our check-up in the morning, Allie was surprised to discover I had already progressed with the labor, having 3cm dilation. I was in pain since six in the morning but I did not want to wake Luca, on top of the appointment just two hours later so I took it on my own, silently submerged myself in the bath tub, hoping I would have all the power in me to wait until at least he’s awake (naturally awake, that is). But of course, when he heard my answer to Allie’s question as to when did I start feeling the big contractions, he seemed so mad he went quiet the whole time though he only flipped out once we were out of her office- that I better not pull this kind of shit ever again as long as he lived. I said okay eventhough deep down, I knew I would repeat the same thing all over again because I knew we would still be in the waiting game even if we go to the hospital the moment I told him I had the massive contractions. Isn’t it bet
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Luca Sinclair’s POVIt has officially been a week since I last saw the woman who gave birth to this new obsession of mine, the very same person whom I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with regardless the conflicts arising between us. I am so glad how this little girl that is smaller than my biceps has taken up all my free time, though she did not take that person off my mind but rather made me think about her more, of how she is doing post delivery. If she is fine like she had been when we stayed at the hospital for three days, or if she suddenly experience some pain at home. If it were up to me, I’d rather take Suri to her myself for every feeding. But I know I can’t break the rules I’ve decided to put even before the delivery, and I damn know I have to be strong and stand by it. Honestly, this whole thing about not having any communication in any way with her, a clean cut, is the best step I have made so far. Because I would not dare to walk away anytime soon, esp
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I haven't been very honest these days. You know how I agreed to be the milk maid post pregnancy, that I would not do anything beyond that because I have signed off my rights- he actually sent the papers on the fourth day when we came back from the hospital, legalised everything within the first week. The document dictates that he has Suri Sinclair's full custody but he would not stop me from seeing her, but of course, it would be with his permission. If we get to the technical part of it, well, yes, I had been abusing the agreement. But if we were to take it with a pinch of salt, I am actually doing as per agreement. He did say I can meet her, and he did give me the permission because he sent her over for the milk, it's just that instead of tiring the Nanny to come back and forth (bear in mind she is fifty-five years old already!) I told her that I'd just come upstairs and feed her in the nursery. ...and perhaps, I shouldn't tire myself out too because this is only my second week p
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