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Douma one shots from my tumblr THERE WILL BE DARK THEMES WITH THESE!!! I DON'T FEEL MINORS INTERACTING WITH MY NSFW AND DARK WORKS

Sneak sneak pt.4

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by oya-aya

by oya-aya

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You panted as you finally let go of the mid-wife’s hand. You could only cry as you rested your head against the soft pillow.

You had finally given birth… To HIS child… You didn’t even know what to think.

You just wanted to go home…. You wanted to go home back to your sister… You fiance and the life that you’ve known..

You wanted to forget all of this happened.

But could you run away and leave a child with him…?

Would this child come find you and kill you when they were older?

You sighed a bit as your leaned back and relaxed, your eyes widened as you were handed a tiny little bundle.

“Congratulations my lady…. It’s a boy..” The midwife said with a bow.

You stared down at your son as you teared up, he had little tuffs of h/c hair.

His eyes were closed so you couldn’t see them but he had your more softer features rather than Douma’s.

You just stared down at your son before the door opening knocked you out of your trance.

You slowly looked up as you noticed Douma.

“Ah… I heard we had a son.. Let me see him now.” Douma said as he took your son out of your arms causing you to gasp slightly.

“He looks like you [Name]!” Douma said as he smiled at you before he began to poke your son’s cheek, causing him to whine and squirm.

“I forget how tiny babies are..” Douma said your son opened his eyes.

“Alyna! My flower look… He has my eyes.” Douma said as he sat next to you.

You hated how he acted like you were a loving couple, you hated him.

You could only feel tears going down your cheek as you sniffed. “I… I hate you…” You whispered.

“Now now my flower… You don’t hate me… Right?” Douma asked as he gripped your face in his hand and made you face him.

His happy smile was gone, replaced with a more serious and threatening one.

“You love me don’t you?” He asked his grip on your jaw tightened.

You could only nod as it began painful, watching as Douma smiled and let your face go.

You had to find a way out….

But would you leave with… Or without your child was the question…