Playing With Fire ( BECKFREEN G!P)

Part 35

Alex the fvcking devil... 😠 😡

BECKY POV

When I found out Freen was pregnant, I had my suspicions, but I knew Freen had always used protection with me. I gathered she had decided to try make things work with Alex by giving him a child. I would never stop hating that mother fucker for taking everything I wanted.

And then Monty, Freen's butler, had found me in the hotel's private bar. His words, telling me Freen needed me, terrified and electrified me. I had spent three years of my life having my heart broken over and over again by Freen, but I couldn't stop myself going to her.

oxoxoxo

I knew Grace was mine the moment I saw her big, green eyes. I ran scared. Three years of hell, but a child changed everything. Knowing Grace was my daughter terrified me.

I sat in my hotel room staring at a bottle of whiskey. I had two choices: I either went for it, or I forgot them and drank the whiskey to help me do that. Even now, after everything, I couldn't fucking do that; I couldn't let Freen go; not now, not ever. That mother fucker had hurt her, physically hurt the woman I loved, that I would always love.

I pulled myself as fast as I could back to her door, ignoring Security asking me where I was going. This was it - I was claiming her. Freen had to see she needed to be with me. She had given birth to my child; surely that meant she loved me enough? I had to try, even though I knew if I was rejected one last time, I would probably go insane, literally.

"Ms Armstrong." Freen's butler Monty or whatever he was, opened the door. "It's good to see you again. I'm glad you came, I wasn't sure that you would. "

"Monty, thank you for finding me." I would always be was grateful to this guy for telling me Freen needed me. I guess Freen must have told her about me, and that gave me some hope she might want me.

"Are they still here?" I whispered.

"You're not here to break her heart again, are you?" I looked at him in shock. Break her heart? What the fuck? What about mine?

"No, I need to see her desperately." I whispered.

"I'll leave you two alone, if you would let Freen know I have gone to her parents?" With that, she left and I pulled all the strength I had to do this the right way.

Fuck, me she was beautiful, even with the bruises that mother fucker had given her. I walked over to her, not knowing what to say. I gazed at her, frozen in indecision. Finally realising that actions speak louder than words, I pulled her to me, kissing her with the full force of how much I loved her. Freen responded, wrapping herself around me and every ounce of my body knew without a doubt, my girl wanted me.

Once Freen confirmed my thoughts about Grace, I came undone. I would have fucked her there and then but... we had a baby now... Fuck me... I was a father.

I took Freen and Grace upstairs to my room, confusing Mind on the way, but I was in no mood to talk to her. I just wanted to hold Freen in my arms all night while she told me what I had missed so far with Grace. Of course we made love, how could we not? We had been starved enough of each other, but fuck , it was different because we were loving each other with no restrictions, and it only made the feelings more intense. Finally, finally, after all these years, Freen was here and I would never have to let her go.

oxoxoxo

I could sense how tense Freen was as we made our way to her parents, but even I was surprised at their reaction. Mind you, with the evidence on Freen's face clear to see, I was rather impressed that her father's rage at Alex matched my own. I sat there, listening as I heard how Alex had threatened her after finding out she had indeed threatened me. I kept quiet, counting in my head to try and calm myself because none of it mattered anymore: I had Freen and Grace, and they would never leave my side again.