The room fell quiet before Sebestian opened his mouth. He didn't know how to start now that he really had to explain everything. The last few weeks had been hell for him. He wanted to beat himself up for what he had put Adom and their unborn child through. He knew he couldn't just leave everything and be with Adom because things still had to be taken care of. His child. He felt giddy just thinking about it, but right now he needed Adom the most to trust him again. He knew over the past few weeks that he couldn't live without him. He needed him in his life. "I'm sorry for what I have put you through the last few weeks. I've put you in danger." Sebestian started. He couldn't put into words how sorry he was. How could he ever get his trust back? Sebestian pulled Adom closer against him as he felt his throat tighten. He put his head on top of Adom and continued. "The last few weeks have been for me to clean up the mess I've gotten involved in. You are aware that I am a bad person, but ev

Adom was awakened by the sun shining through the big windows on his face, and he softly yawned. He tried to stretch, but every muscle in his body was sore. The event from the day before came rushing back, and he blushed deeply. Well, that was something. He felt his body grow hot just from remembering the way Sebestian had taken him. They were insatiable after being apart for too long. Was this even alright? Was this how every pair acted? He didn't know. He didn't care either. He had missed Sebestian's touches so much, and even though the first time was not really planned, he could now fully enjoy these moments as they were together at last. He tried to move, but he suddenly felt a fullness in his ass. He groaned as he wiggled. Sebestian groaned behind him too, and Adom's eyes widened with the sudden realization that Sebestian was still lodged deep inside him, and a sudden rush of arousal overtook Adom. He swallowed hard as he felt a flush crawl up his body. He slowly moved his ass as

"Sebestian!" Adom yelled, thinking he was home, as he waddled down the stairs. He was out of breath before he had even reached the bottom. His belly was huge, and he was so done with it already. His feet were swollen, and he pretty sure knew he didn't have that pregnancy glow anymore. It was mostly sweaty by now. The last few weeks had flown by. Now, at 38 weeks, he was ready to pop that kid out. It had been kicking nonstop. At first, every kick was something joyful, and he would call it Sebestian every time it happened, but right now it felt mostly unpleasant with it kicking right in his rib cage. The first little kick he felt was magical. He had called Sebestian, who was at work at that moment, and he had rushed home, canceled all his meetings, stumbled into the house, and sat down next to Adom, who was lying on the couch. They both waited until their little bean would kick again, and after, yes, half an hour, Adom felt it again. This time Sebestian had planted his hands on his big

FIVE YEAR LATER: His big brown eyes stared into the mirror as his hand fixed his bowtie. His hand trembled a bit, and you could hear the ragged breath the man was taking. Fingers nervously fixed his suit jacket and flattened out every fold there could be. It had to be perfect. The soft giggle that neared the room pulled him out of his trance, and the door was pushed open by little chubby fingers. "Daddy!" a little voice yelled, and her little legs carried her over and into the man's arms. "Hey there, little girl." He whispered into the giggling girls' ears. She gripped his suit and wrinkled it, probably, but he didn't mind it. She could do anything she wanted to him; that's how much he loved her. "You look so beautiful! Has your dad seen you yet?" He stroked his fingers through her dark hair and felt the little bows that had been precisely placed at the end of every braid. Little brabbles slipped past her lips, which made Adom only laugh more. The only thing she had been able to s

Adoms walked softly to Sebestian's office. He pressed his ear against the closed door and only heard Sebestian's voice. He figured he had to be alone, and the meeting he had with his closest security members must have ended. Slowly, he opened the door and realized he was wrong. There, in his husband's office, were at least a dozen men, all dressed in black tuxedos. His face heated when he felt all of their gazes directed at him. "Beautiful, hi," Sebestian smiled at him from the other side of the room. "We are having a little bit of a problem over here; wait outside, please." Adom looked at the screen reflected on the wall; there was a photo of a man he actually knew. He and Sebestiab had talked about him a few nights ago. His name was Ram, and apparently he had messed with their security cameras on the mansion and other properties. It was no secret that Ram was a close ally to the other mafia family. Luckily for them, Sebestian's team had caught the bug on the cameras and were able