⚠️THIRD STORY IS OUT⚠️
Step into Arabellas and Blake's story...
Arabella- sweet sweet Arabella. You're in for the ride of your life. Hold tight and buckle down. Mafia princess turned into queen and mother all in a flash by a possessive nasty brutal...
I looked around then I noticed I was hooked up to a drip and my other hand and both feet where cuffed onto the bed post, what on Earth is going on. It then hits me. What the fuck.
"Don't even say anything Arabella. You've caused enough trouble. You've got your wish, you lost the baby. It was caused by harsh smoking and alcohol intake. You will stay in this bedroom like this for the foreseeable. Maids will come in and wash you every day. I will feed you, give you fluids until you're ready to conceive again"
he's face was like stone.
"Ermm, Blake will I ever be allowed out?"
I sighed.
He rolled his eyes and replied with-
"soon as you've conceived and at least three to four months pregnant you may do as you please within my mansion- I'm sorry it has to be this way wife. You caused this."
"I'm so so so sorry Blake. Please let me have my freedom again. I can't stay in here for like a year"
"Who said it would be a year?? It could be longer..."
he smiled.
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