Bound to you

Chapter Twenty Two.

Clara groaned as she reached for her alarm that was beeping on the nightstand. Grabbing the phone in her hands,  she turned the alarm off.

Then she pulled the covers off of her and got up.

"Mark" she called.

"Good morning beautiful " he greeted from the kitchen.

"Morning. that smells wonderful.  What are you making? " she asked taking a seat.

"I am making my beautiful wife her favorite, chocolate pancakes " he went over to her and gave her a kiss on the head.

"Your wife is a lucky woman Mr Maasai"Clara kicked.

"I hope she knows it" he responded with a wink.

"Oh trust me,  she does"she stood up and went to him,  hugging him from behind.

"Sit down and have your breakfast " he ordered.

"Yes daddy" she said playfully.

"Don't test me,  woman" he whispered in her ear and she  bit her lower lip,  impossibly turned on.

"Or what? "she asked teasingly looking into his eyes.

"That's it,  upstairs now.  It is time for me to show you who is in charge "he said with a smirk.

She laughed and jumped on his back.

"If you want me upstairs then you will have to carry me upstairs "she said.

"What am I gonna do with you? " he said,  almost to himself.

"I don't know yet,  I just hope it is worth sacrificing my breakfast for" she said.

"Oh it will be worth it.  Just wait and watch, baby" he said his hands running up and down her thighs.

Moments later,  both Clara and Mark laid in bed.  Clara had her body on top of Mark.

"That was worth it " she commented,  drawing random patterns on his chest.

"When is it not with me? "he asked smugly.

"Way to ruin the moment with your ego" she scoffed.

"Let's get some food into you. I don't want my baby to starve" he said laughing.

"It's good to know that you only care about the baby and not me"she commented sarcastically.

He laughed at that and got out of bed then put on his pants before pulling his T-shirt over his head.

"Could you please pass me my phone? " she requested politely when her phone started ringing.

"Hello " she said into the phone,  her attention on Mark who was now stalking towards her with a smirk on his face.

"Hi,  daughter dearest" the person on the other side of the line cooed.

"Mark noticed  Clara's tensed expression  and immediately snatched the phone from her,  putting it on loud speaker.

"W-what do you want " Clara statered out.

"What do you mean?  Can't I call to see how my daughter is doing? "he asked in a sweet Voice.

"No,  you can't.  You never have. You have never even cared about me.  All you ever did was hurt me. Didn't you always say that you wanted me gone?  Well now I am far away from you.

Forget about me and don't ever call me. I know I will surely forget about you. " Clara spoke,  her anger visible in her tone.

"I will forget about you later daughter. First, there is something I want you to get for m. I hear you are the wife of Mark Maasai. Now that you are swimming in money,  you can't forget your parents.That would be extremely rude.

"I want you to convince your husband to give me 100 million. How you will do that I don't know,  but I want it soon" he ordered.

"What makes you think he will agree to this?  And why would he? " she asked.

"He will agree if I threaten you and your baby.  Speaking of which,  congratulations on your pregnancy. Excuse my manners. So,  tell him to give you the money,  in exchange for you and your baby's life " he said.

"And how do you know about the baby? " she asked,  her Voice low.

"Let's just say,  You shouldn't be too trusting. Anyway,  do as I say before things get ugly"

"I would never... "she began but he hung up.

She turned to Mark,  tears streaming down her eyes.

"What are we going to do? "she asked.

"Don't worry,  we will survive this. "Mark assured her drawing her to him he hugged her close.

"I don't want them to get their hands on your money" she admitted.

"Me neither,  and they won't.  After all they have done to you,  they don't deserve to be happy or free.  I will see to it that they rot in jail where they belong " he spoke sternly.

"I love you" she said and winced as a wave of pain washed through her.

Clutching her abdomen she screamed loudly.

"What is it  baby" Mark asked in panic.

"My stomach,  it hurts" she barely let out as another wave of pain hit.

"I'll call the doctor " he said dialling his phone.

When he turned to look at her,  she had already passed out.

"Clara,  Clara.  Clara baby,  please wake up " he shouted panicked.

"Doctor,  where are you? "

"I am right around the corner "

"Hurry up,  Clara just fainted. " Mark said cradling Clara's body .

"I'll be there in around two minutes " he said and hung up.

True to his words,  the doctor arrived two minutes later.

"She is in the room Please hurry " Mark led him to their room.

"What happened?" he asked

"I don't know,  we were just seated here when she started complaining of stomach aches,  and then passed out " he explained.

"Is she okay,  whats wrong with her" Mark asked .

"She is fine,  she must have passed out due to stress.  Just make sure she doesn't get this stressed.  It could be harmful for both her and the baby" the doctor advised.

"I will doctor.  When will she wake up" Mark asked and if on cue Clara opened her eyes.

"Oh baby,  you are up" Mark gave her a hug burying his face in her hair.

"I am okay. What happened?" she asked.

"The doctor said it was due to stress,  so please try to be calm.  I will handle everything " he said and kissed her forehead.

She gave him a silent nod.