Criminal Love - Alastor X Female Reader

Chapter 71 - Overdue

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41 weeks pregnant

"She sure is comfy in there." Alastor chuckled.

"Is there any way I can break my water?" You asked Charlie.

"Hmm, long walks or spicy food I've heard." She shrugged.

"Let's attempt the walk," you expressed with a sigh as you made an effort to stand up. "If your water doesn't break in the next few days, I may have to assist you in the process," Charlie gently reminded you.

"I know, " you mumbled as Alastor helped you off the bed.

A few hours later

You were pacing back and forwards in the lobby with everyone watching you.

"What?!" You snapped.

"Darling, maybe you need to re-."

"No! What I need is her out!!" You firmly silenced the overlord with a stern look.

"Tried spicy food?" Vaggie said. "Tried? the crazy women drank hot sauce!" Husk snorted, making you growl at the feline.

"Any other suggestions?" You sighed in irritation.

"Oh?" Angel grinned.

"What?" You groaned.

"I mean, there is one. But I don't know if you or Alastor are ready for that." The porn star commented.

"And what is it?" Alastor sighed.

"Sex"

Both yours and Alastor eyes widened.

"That bastard." You responded with a growl. You would have gladly attempted it, but the memory of Paul assault was still vivid in your mind.

Husk returned to the bar while Vaggie went to speak with Charlie.

You were now becoming increasingly frustrated, as there were no indications of her arrival.

"My dear, why don't you allow nature to take its course? It may not be entirely undesirable if Charlie has to rupture your amniotic sac."

You directed a stern gaze at your husband as he approached you.

"Urgh, don't stand next to me." You exclaimed, making the overlord raise an eyebrow at that.

"Are you okay, darling?"

"No, you make me feel like a whale when you're next to me." You huffed poking his slim figure.

"And it's unfair you can eat so much and not show." You mumbled.

Alastor was staring rather confused about where all this was coming from until it clocked on. "Hormones." He said, chuckling to himself.

You narrowed your eyes at that, making the radio demon stop as he proceeded to smile innocently at you.

"You took a seat on the sofa, putting your feet up. Alastor sat on the edge of the sofa beside you.

"Hey Smiles, I got a question. The people you killed, were they just shitty people or like, was there a reason?" Angel randomly asked out of the blue.

"Curious, are we?" Alastor raised a brow.

"Well, every serial killer follows some type of pattern. What was yours?"

"Anyone that looked at me, breathed on me, or spoke to me." You snorted as Alastor rolled his eyes to that. You weren't partially wrong, though.