Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“I’m sure we could.” Vitaly tries to hide his chuckle.
“What are you two up to?” I ask, making myself known.
“Oh, Mommy.” Serena jumps down from Vitaly's desk. “You look so pretty.”
She runs over to me, and I kneel down so that I can give her a kiss. “Thank you. I love your bow.” She’s made it clear to all of us that she has to wear one every day, and they must match her outfit.
“Daddy put it on for me.” She looks me up and down again. “Are you going out?”
"Yes, I’ve got a date night with Daddy. He’s taking me out." On this day every year, we return to the restaurant where I'd asked Vitaly to marry me.
I don't know how I lived a life without him before. Since the day we met, he’s been an integral part of every aspect of my life. I can't fathom a world without him.
"I'll hold the fort down," she tells us, and I laugh.
"I'm sure you will."
Francis will be here to help watch over everything. It took me a bit to warm up to him. He did drug me, after all, but it was under the guidance of loyalty to Vitaly. Francis would do anything Vitaly asked him, and I know that loyalty now extends to me and our little family. Well, it’s not so little anymore. We have three kids, but more are on the way.
"How are you feeling?" Vitaly helps me stand up before he rests his hand on my baby bump.
"I'm good." I tilt my head back so he can drop a kiss on my mouth.
"You sure?" Vitaly wants to be sure, but he’s been known to worry too much over me when I’m pregnant. Which feels like most of the time.
My pregnancy hasn't been hard, but this time, I'm having twin boys. Both of our other boys were big, and now there are two cooking inside me at once.
“Mommy can do anything,” Serena cuts in.
“I know she can.” Vitaly cups my cheek and looks at me with such adoration.
"Ms. Serena, it's time to decorate your cookies," Francis says as he steps into the office.
We give her kisses goodbye before she takes off with him. The boys are already in the kitchen and having fun making a mess.
“Did you have this dress made for me?” I ask as Vitaly slips his hand into the slit up my thigh.
Anytime I put on a dress that has a slit in the thigh, my body immediately heats with desire.
“That’s for later.” I bat his hand away, causing him to growl. If he finds out before we leave that I don’t have panties on, we won’t make it out of here. “We’ll be late.”
“I own the restaurant.”
“Don’t pout.” I take his hand and lead him out of the house where the driver is waiting for us.
We still stay in the city penthouse sometimes, but once it was time for Serena to start school and the boys became more rambunctious, we knew we needed a house with some land.
“It sounds like Serena is doing well in her new school.” It was hard sending her off to kindergarten, but I knew we wouldn't have to worry about her. The girl can hold her own.
“She’s already putting the boys in their place,” Vitaly says proudly. “Are you going to give me any more girls?”
His hand glides across my baby bump again. He’s obsessed with touching me, even more so when I’m pregnant.
“I’m sure you’ll keep trying,” I tease.
“Until you stop me.” He kisses me, telling me how much he loves me between each one.
I don't currently have any plans to do so, but we'll revisit the idea after the twins are born. With neither of us having much family, we want to build one of our own. We want our kids to always have each other, but we also don’t want to spread ourselves too thin and not give each the attention they deserve.
Vitaly helps me out of the car when we make it to the restaurant. When we enter, I notice how quiet it is, and no one is at the hostess stand. He leads me inside, all the way to the back, and I see that the whole restaurant is empty.
“Tonight I’m going to show you what I wanted to do to you that first night.” I let out a small gasp when he lifts me, suddenly sitting me on the edge of the table. He grabs the front of my dress, and before I know what’s happening, he rips it open. His eyes widen, and he looks at my naked body. “Little one.”
“I had panties on that night,” I laugh, knowing I might be in a tiny bit of trouble for not having any on right now. But I enjoy working my husband up and watching him lose control over me.