His Queen To Claim (Book Two)✔️

8. Chapter Eight.

I peeled the lid off the second jar of ice-cream and sunk back into the comfort of my sofa, settling in to watch a movie.

The twins perched on either side of me, their eyes fixed on the TV screen, but I could feel their curious glances darting my way every now and then but neither daring to speak a word.

My thoughts drifted to that wretched man, Dimitri. He had the audacity to knock me up while blatantly parading with another woman - a witch, no less. They deserved each other, those two.

I took a deep breath, trying to quell the anger and hurt that still lingered inside me. Dimitri's callous behavior had shattered my heart, but I refused to let him destroy my life.

As I scooped out a generous spoonful of ice-cream, I tried to push aside the hurt and anger that still simmered inside me. I wasn't going to let that man ruin my life or the life of my child. I would raise my baby to be strong and resilient, and I would do whatever it took to protect us both.

The cold, sweet ice-cream offered a temporary respite from my worries, and I let myself sink into the warmth of the couch, letting my thoughts drift away into the movie playing on the TV before shortly going back to that dog Dimitri.

With a deep sense of conviction, I knew that I didn't need Dimitri in my life to be happy. Instead, I had my sweet and compassionate doctor, doctor Domenico, by my side, and I was confident that we could build a loving and fulfilling family without him.

After everything that Dimitri had put me through, he didn't deserve to be a father, and I had resolved to keep him far away from my child, whenever he or she arrived.

I shook my head in frustration, chiding myself for feeling so down over a man who had treated me so poorly.

Dimitri had used me and then discarded me like a piece of garbage literally, and yet here I was, wallowing in misery over his betrayal. Meanwhile, he was out there, living his best life without a care in the world, probably with a few other women along with Sofia.

I knew I needed to stop dwelling on Dimitri and move on with my life. But it was hard when even my sense of smell seemed to be conspiring against me.

This morning, I woke up to the familiar scent of Dimitri in my room, so alluring and intoxicating that it made my heart race. I knew it was just my imagination playing tricks on me, a side effect of my pregnancy perhaps.

Maybe my unborn baby was craving his or her father, even though I knew deep down that Dimitri was not the kind of man I wanted around my child.

As I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself, I reminded myself of all the reasons why I needed to let go of Dimitri. He was not the kind of man who deserved my time or attention.

Instead, I needed to focus on myself and my baby, and surround myself with people who truly cared for me. Maybe then, I could finally move on from this painful chapter in my life and start anew.

It wasn't so much the fact that I had almost been caught that surprised me; after all, I was no stranger to the thrill of danger and the risk of being exposed.

What really caught me off guard was the sight of Sofia standing next to him. The same woman who had made it her mission to despise me and everything I stood for was now standing by his side.

It was as if my worst nightmare had come true, and I was powerless to do anything about it.

Ughhh!

I needed to get my priorities straight.

As I savored the taste of my ice cream, I overheard Nico speaking to his brother in Italian, "Non pensi che sia troppo gelato per un bambino?"

(Don't you think that's too much ice-cream for one baby?)

In response, Rico replied in Italian, "Pensi che sia sicuro fermarla davvero? Voglio dire, ha appena visto nostro fratello, quindi ci devono essere un milione di pensieri che le passano per la mente, soprattutto perché era lì per fare affari, e quel disgraziato delirante era lì dietro di lui."

(Do you think it's safe to actually stop her? I mean, she just saw our brother, so there must be a million thoughts going through her mind, especially since he was there to do business, and that delusional wretch was there tagging behind him.)

"Dai, uomo, controllala, sei già stato con un sacco di donne e hai mezz'ora più di me."

(Come on, man up and check on her, you've been with plenty of women before, and you're half an hour older than me.)

"Non lo so, non ho esperienza con una donna incinta che sta attraversando così tante emozioni contemporaneamente. E se mi attacca?" I could hear the concern in Nico's voice as he responded to his brother and I could basically hear the concern in their voice without having understood what they were talking about.

(I don't know, I have no experience dealing with a pregnant woman who's going through so many emotions at once. What if she snaps at me?)

"I'll be fine, you two don't have to worry about me," I reassured them both, trying to hide my true feelings.

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" they asked simultaneously, their concern evident in their voices. "We're really great listeners?"

I nodded, feigning a smile. "Yeah, I'm sure. Now I just want to go to bed, goodnight you two." With that, I got up from the couch, not bothering to watch the rest of the movie or hear their protests for me to stay.

I made my way to my bedroom, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions. It was clear that I couldn't hide my feelings forever, but I didn't want to burden them with my problems. I didn't want to show that Dimitri affected me tremendously even though I was doing a very poor job at it.

Dimitri had a hold on me that I couldn't explain. His presence was both intoxicating and terrifying, his every move calculated and deliberate.

As I crawled into bed, the warmth of the blankets enveloping me, my mind was still racing. I had tried to push aside the events of the day, to ignore the feelings that stirred within me, but they refused to be ignored.

I turned over and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought, I slowly drifted off to sleep, the weight of my unspoken feelings heavy on my heart.

As I drifted in and out of consciousness, I imagined feeling a hand graze against my cheek before slowly lowering to my neck, leaving a trail of soothing sensation around the area.

Only one person could soothe me like this. His touch felt exactly the same, completely soothing my burning body upon contact. I didn't dare to open my eyes, not wanting him to suddenly disappear and my moment of tranquility to suddenly evaporate.

I thought back to the times we had been intimate together, his dark green eyes staring into mine with an intensity that made my heart race.

"Dimitri." I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Shhh." My breathing hitched as his hot breath fanned my ears in a way that sent sweet chills down my spine.

I could feel his hands trailing further down my chest, his touch sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I arched towards him, desperate for more, and he didn't disappoint.

Dimitri.

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Rena simply proceeded to have a fantastic dream after all that internal ranting😂

The next few chapters though😫 and we gonna be getting a certain person's pov next🫣

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