The couch and I have become one. Other than my bed, it’s become the most comfortable place I know...other than his arms.
No.
I have to pull my thoughts away from the asshole. God, why can’t I forget about him?
I pull my blanket around me, getting far cozier than I should be. I burrow deeper into the couch and smile softly as I feel my baby kick. The little bean stretches and shifts inside me and I give my belly a rub. The apartment is quiet, at least until everybody gets back and disturbs my peace once more.
I close my eyes and relax, trying to chase sleep when the doorbell sounds off. I groan in frustration. Clearly Jasper can’t take a hint or get it through his thick, gorgeous skull that I don’t want to see him right now. Not after the fucking stunt he pulled.
I throw off the blanket and briefly struggle to get up off the couch with my pregnant belly. I stomp towards the front door, unlocking it, and then yanking it open with a huff. “What part of fuck off do you-”
“Hi.” The gentle tone of the man I once claimed to love stands before me, still as put together and breathtaking as the day we met. His hair has grown slightly past his shoulders, framing his beautiful face. His piercing hazel-brown eyes shoot straight through my soul, shining like honey orbs. And that perfectly tailored suit hugs every inch of that lithe body of his; god there’s just something about him that drives me wild.
Holy fuck…
The ability to speak is momentarily stolen from me and I can only stutter out, “W-what do you want?”
I breathe shakily and clutch my belly, as if I could possibly hide the obvious from him now. All this trouble to hide it from him and now he knows.
He exhales sharply, his eyes raking over my figure, “Fuck, you look stunning like that. Pregnant.” There’s a striking look of kindness and joy in his tone, and the soft expression of his face. “I couldn’t stand not seeing you for this long. I had to see you. I just couldn’t spend another day without knowing about you and the baby’s well-being.”
His words leave me flushed, I can feel the warmth fill my face.
“I don’t know who the fuck told you, but it’s not your fucking buisness. I’m fucking wonderful, just great. You can leave now.” I hiss, venom lacing my voice.
His brow raises, “Leave? I’m here to take care of you -both of you. Not to mention, it is our baby, so therefore it is my business.”
I can’t help but scoff at him. “Take care of us? You could barely take care of me when we were together. I’m not sure you know how.”
“I call bullshit, baby. I loved you, I adored you, I cared for you in every way a Master should for his sweet girl. I gave you my everything, Mina. You were my precious flower.” He steps closer, closing the door behind him and I take a quick step back.
He gazes down at me, lingering on my belly, and the sudden flutter of butterflies runs through my stomach.
“I didn’t know that caring about someone somehow involved assaulting them with a fucking riding crop. You clearly didn’t give a fuck about how delicate I was then, or how I felt, did you?”
His lips form into a grimace and I know I've hit a nerve, but he keeps his eyes on me.
“It was a mistake, I will forever regret raising that crop to you. I should have believed you. I never meant for it to go down like that, I just lost control in the heat of it all.” I can hear the regret in his voice, and have to remind myself not to fall for his bullshit.
“Well it seems like you can’t control yourself at all lately.”
His demeanor shifts, a fury roiling beneath his skin. “Lately? We haven’t seen each other in months, Mina. How the fuck can you presume to know anything that’s been going on in my life? You have no right to assume shit.” He roars.
“I know enough to know that you shouldn’t be around me or the baby. You still can’t control yourself enough to have a simple fucking converastion with me. Just get out! You're stressing me out! Leave!” I push him towards the door, though it turns out to be more of a nudge.
Instead he grabs a hold of me, walking me backwards so that my back is against the wall, his face milimetres from mine. “And you think that you don’t stress me out? That’s all you do, baby, that’s all you’ve ever done. But I refuse to leave, just give me a chance. Whatever it takes to get you to forgive me I will do it. Just please give me a chance to be in yours and our child’ life.” By the time the words leave his mouth he is on his knees, his eyes and words pleading with me to do something I know that deep down I crave too.
I fight that melting sensation in my heart, and hold back those urges from months ago. And instead I open my dumbass mouth and unleash the only thing that I know will drive him away.
“What makes you think that this baby is even yours?” It hurts to even speak the words.
He stiffens, his eyes narrowing as a fury fills those once gentle eyes. The menacing gaze zeroes in on me, and I shuffle back as he stands to his full, towering height, suddenly terrified of what I’ve done.
“Are you fucking kidding me? I know this baby is mine, that’s my fucking kid. Unless Jasper fucking lied to me and you did sleep with him! That's assuming you weren’t whoring around with other guys?”
So Jasper was the one who outed me. He’s fucking dead.
It takes all I have to keep a calm facade, “Why would you care if I did? Nothing has changed since you last came hunting for me. Whatever we had is dead. You are nothing to me.”
“You fucking cunt. You fucking cheated on me? You fucking lied to my face?” he growls.
My eyes widen as he hurls the insult at me, how dare he. “You know what, I don’t give a fuck, I don’t even know why you’re here. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Or I will call the cops.” I shout, the sound echoes across the apartment complex.
He glares daggers at me and my belly, making his anger very clear. I know I shouldn’t have lied, but the alternative of having his controlling, aggressive ass in my child’s life would be far worse.
“You can just forget we ever met, Ms. Adair. You and your baby can go fuck yourselves.” He states coldly before sauntering out of my apartment.
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Her Wish, His Promise (Rewrite)
FanfictionRewrite of Her Wish, His Promise For Mina life since her breakup with her boss turned Master turned boyfriend has only gotten more complicated. For all intents and purposes her life has begun anew, or at least that's what she tells herself. Even as...