We Didn't Have a Choice

20 - Not So Hateful Desires

Hellloooo lovely people! I really enjoyed writing this part and I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it! Draco is a bit more asshole-ish in this chapter so get ready for some toxicity. And yes - that means this chapter contains spice (probably nothing too extreme though as I still get a bit uncomfortable writing spicy parts) but I hope you enjoy it as some big (😉) things are coming! Okay, I'll stop now, enjoy and don't forget to hit that star!!!!!
-Sea<3

I went back up to my room after Draco and I told my parents and his mother about me being pregnant. Thankfully, they were happy but Draco and I weren't. Neither of us knows how to raise a child and I'm scared of the life it'll be born into. I know Draco is right and that I shouldn't keep it, but it's my child....and I can't just get rid of it like that.

The Dark Lord was on his way. There's a meeting tomorrow night and Draco and I must make our announcement which I'm absolutely dreading. I don't want to share our baby with him. I know that's what Draco and I technically agreed to, but it hurts knowing that if I want to follow through with the pregnancy, then my baby will have to grow up like Draco and I did.

Draco burst into the room angrily and walked to the bathroom, shooting me a dirty look as he walked by.

"And don't bother joining!" he called out fiercely before slamming the door shut.

I sat down on my bed. I was alone. Draco was obviously going to stick around, but it's clear he's not going to be any help. I wanted to cry, but I didn't because it's a sign of weakness and I need to be strong with what's going on in my life right now.

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Draco had ignored me all last night and all day today. The meeting was in an hour so we were getting ready.

I put on a black dress with long sleeves and a pair of black heels.

Draco came out of the bathroom and raised his eyebrows at me. "You see, wearing stuff like this is the whole reason you got pregnant in the first place," he scolded.

"You act like it wasn't a team effort," I snapped.

"Whatever. Just don't expect me to resist when you're wearing that," he said seductively.

"Fuck you. You only want me for my body and look where that ended us!" I jeered.

He walked to the mirror and started to adjust his tie. "Well you are my wife so what else am I supposed to do with you? Watch you from afar and fantasize about you? No. If I'm being tied down, I at least need some action in my life," he explained in a bored tone.

That pissed me off. He makes me sound like such an object.

I stomped over to him and grabbed his tie, pulling his face to mine. Our noses were just barely touching while our eyes glared at each other.

"I am not here just to please you, Mr. Malfoy, so quit objectifying me if you know what's good for you," I sneered.

He chuckled and I could feel his cool minty breath on my face. "It's funny. It really is, but I see right through your tough act, Mrs. Malfoy. I know you want me just as much as I want you. You come onto me half the time. Besides, I don't want you just for your body."

"Why else would you possibly want me?" I asked, my tone still angry but I was honestly curious.

"Because I said so. Now, get on your knees."

"I want a divorce," I mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Doing stuff like this is exactly how we end up in situations like this," I said, pointing to my stomach.