{This part begins after the main story: Chapter One-Zero-Three: Devils.} "No...no...no..."Elizabeth muttered as she searched her suitcase for her notebook.A pink toy caught her attention before she sighed, remembering the trouble sex toys had put her in.It wasn't that exact toy; those two, Mimi and Momo (Yes, she named her sex toys), were forever lost in Christopher's car.This pink vibrating and thrusting dildo was a different toy that was meant to help her get adjusted in the city had she and Olivia succeeded in their escape.Still...the D’Amico brothers...She recalled the number of cars that had surrounded them, the guns aimed at them, and the fact that she watched Olivia get dragged away powerlessly.Elizabeth bit her lip nervously as her hand rubbed her belly.Her phone, which was on the dresser, rang, so she lifted her body to answer it."Hey?"[Were at club typhoon. Are you coming or what?]Drai, her friend, yelled over the music of the club that made Elizabeth visibly crin
{This part takes place after Chapter One-Two-Five: What Reason.}‘No, don't leave!’Elizabeth wanted to scream the words at Olivia's back.Did it make sense for her sister to leave her with her stalker without even glancing back just because her kids fought?Either way, the door closed, and tension hung in the small space.With a sigh, Elizabeth closed the lunch boxes and moved to the door, but Christopher's body remained blocking her."Excuse me? You are the size of an oak tree, move.”“Are you pregnant?”At the abrupt question from Christopher, Elizabeth’s stomach sank.“I’m on birth control. Are you trying to find a way to keep me by your side? Isn’t that too sad?”Christoper removes a box from his back pocket that he places in front of me.A pregnancy test kit.“Let's take the test together.”“This is an invasion of privacy.”He shrugs at my instant response.“I don’t mind watching you pee.”“I do. I mind.”Elizabeth stresses with a frown.She wasn’t sure, but the ghost of a smile
Christopher held Elizabeth’s hand when the needle pierced her skin because she held on to her protest that she was ‘squeamish’. It would be suspicious if she kept on refusing, especially when the doctor began spewing the benefits of prenatal care and knowing one's state, so she did what she could: accepted and continued to gaslight him.“So now what? do you want my medical history?”“If you are offering, I will take it.”Christopher finished as he watched the doctor seal the sample he had drawn.“You D’Amico bastards. I bet you think that because your brother scored with my sister, you’ll trap me in the same way. I use double protection; I am nobody’s baby mama.”“Mhn…”Still, Elizabeth found that it was hard to gaslight an unresponsive person.“How long until the results?”Christopher asked.“Just a few minutes.”The doctor reassured her, and suddenly, her limbs began to shake.“If I'm not pregnant, I want you to disappear from my life.”“Do you mean that?”“Yes.”“Okay.”He said.“If
Wait, wait, wait! Don’t stone me over the bonus ending. Hear me out!For my long-term readers or those who have read my previous works, you know my bonus stories never have a happy ending guaranteed. Sigh, why do you do this to yourself?Olivia and Matteo’s story is almost coming to an end, and these other nuts have problems that would need 50 more chapters to resolve; it is already hard enough to trust a man who has an affair on his wife, but add on to that he is still grieving for his mistress and as a cherry on top, the woman he is interested in witnessed him murder his own wife?That’s a tough cookie. ¯\(°_o)/¯Isn't that just dark romance, though?Hehe… (✿◡‿◡)Well, you know me; I love angst and red-flag male leads, so challenge accepted!I can’t write 50 bonus chapters, but I can add their story as a book two after Matteo x Olivia’s romance is completed. So if you would like to read their dark romance, which will contain non-consent warnings and lots of dark themes, because both
Matteo’s body was cold. He was already dry, so he knew the feeling of his hands and legs was in his head, caused by the fear that rocked through him seeing Olivia jump in the water.She wasn’t sane. She really wasn’t.He muttered to himself as he blew warm air into his hands and thumped his foot anxiously.The twins were in the paediatric section, and it was story time, so he was all alone outside Olivia’s room.“You can see her at any time, Mr. D’Amico.”The doctor who just left her room said, and finally, his legs, which felt as if they had melted to the ground, began to move.A pillow flew from the bed, hitting him square on the face before he had the chance to enter the room fully. "You sedated me."Olivia accused; the anger boiling in her veins was obvious, but given the pillow hadn’t hit him that hard, it was evident that she still hadn’t regained her strength."You were erratic.""My child needed me, you bastard!""I need you!"He yelled.He didn’t want to yell, especially at
Matteo’s back fills my vision as Christopher’s frame fills the room."What do you mean ‘where is Elizabeth’? Does that question make sense? I left her on the boat."I say as I stand from my position on the bed; even then, being shorter than Matteo, I still can't see the expression on Christopher’s face."You expect me to believe that you don't know where she is?"Christopher’s cold voice asks.“Matteo, lower your weapon.”I urge, but it's almost as if I haven’t said anything.“Believe what? Where is my sister?”“Oh, for God's sake, how long are we going to play this game? Are you a broken record? I know you went to a hospital and that she is pregnant.”“I am the one who is pregnant; Elizabeth was escorting me because I wanted to terminate the pregnancy. Why are you interrogating me like this? Where is Elizabeth?”I ask again but only silence follows my question.“Then…why? Why did she…”Christopher sighs.“She tossed my doctor’s equipment into the ocean.”Relief finds me in his confus
"I came to check on you. I heard that there was an accident with Daniel. I don’t know why I have to hear that from a family friend instead of my daughters, but I guess in my next life, I will have boys.”Mum says, clearing her throat and following it up with a fake cough as I walk to where she sits.My face is hot with embarrassment.The corners of my lips hurt, and so does the back of my throat; I can still feel him thrusting in my mouth.I have heavy lipstick on my mouth to cover any bruising from Matteo’s force, anything to get her to forget what she saw, including meeting at the hospital’s cafeteria instead of in the room.Seriously, who the hell would want to talk to their child in a room that reeked of sexAs per my request, Matteo stayed in my room, cleaning and airing the place because that’s where Marigold will sleep, as well as the men depart for the night.Shit, the entire thing was too spontaneous.Is it even okay to swallow cum when pregnant? I should ask the doctor."Yes
"No, my back is fine; I can handle cooking for the dinner potluck."Olivia says despite rubbing her lower back.The answer didn’t satisfy Matteo; there were a lot of things that didn’t satisfy Matteo these days, starting with her refusal to say the words ‘I love you’ and instead opting for ‘me too’ and the most pressing one, her kicking him out of their shared room and into the guest bedroom."Let me give you a back rub."" I said I'm fine; if you want to help, carry the baby and give birth when the time is right; otherwise, go buy them the cereals you promised because you threw them out."“They are just sugar in a box!”“And the kids like sugar, and happy kids equals happy mummy; now go!”Olivia said as she pointed to the door.He wanted to believe that it was all in his head, but Olivia had gotten grumpier by the day, and hence, he was scared to question her on the two topics that made him feel uncomfortable.The solution of getting a harness to lift the bump and ease her lower back