[BOOK IS A WORK IN PROGRESS AND CURRENTLY ON HOLD AS OF 8/9/23! SOME CHAPTERS ALREADY POSTED!]
Rosaleen Martinez had an ordinary life with nothing exciting going on and she loved it. She didn't worry much and she was independent. Being her best frie...
"Rosaleen?" I hear a familiar male's voice call my name as I carry the newborn baby in my arms gently. Rocking the baby slowly to not wake them up after struggling to put the baby to sleep.
"Hm, yes?" I turn around and see the man I grew to love. Vibrant hazel eyes took me in, captivating me. A charming smile, a handsome yet terrifying face, a breathtaking man I had.
"Honey, I can look after him for a while I know you're tired. You need a break." Maziar offered, I lit up at the sound of getting a break but hesitated as I turned to look at my baby. Such cute little bean. I don't think even a tired mother would want to be far from a cute face like this one.
"It's okay. The baby is sleeping already. Just another minute and I'll take a rest." I told him as he came closer and wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder blade. His breathing was heavy and I couldn't help the low giggle that left me as it tickled my neck.
"No, not another minute. This sleeping prince needs to sleep in his own bed not his mothers arms, he'll get spoiled. And you, my beautiful and exquisitely gorgeous girlfriend needs to also be in bed taking a much needed rest." Maziar said in a commanding tone and I huffed a laugh.
"Okay, mi amor whatever you say." I teased him as I put our prince in his own bed. He whined at first before he quieted down and went back to sleeping.
"Let's tuck you in now." Maziar suddenly picked me up and I held back a scream as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Maziar!" I whisper yelled at him, hitting his back. "Put me down now! You're going to drop me!" I whined and he laughed at me as he dragged me out of our babies room.
"I would never drop you honey, unless you want me to?" Maziar teased and I shot him a glare as he gave me a mischievous grin.
"Don't you think about it Maziar or I swear you'll be sleeping on the couch for a month!" I warned him and he rolled his eyes at me.
"You wouldn't be able to sleep without me." Maziar told me and I laughed at him as he carried me to our shared bed.
"Oh yeah? What makes you think that, Mr Cocky." I hummed.
"Well, let's see. Remember that one time you came crying to my office—"
"Hey! I was pregnant and emotional! Do not use my sensitive self as an excuse, you are the one who can't sleep without me!" I scoffed at him and he shrugged, leaning down to drop me on the bed. I groaned on instinct from the impact which was soft and springy.
