All, Tae ever wanted was a baby but he is not willing to procreate with just anyone. So he does what any 'sane' person would do. Stalk and kidnap one of the richest and intelligent people in the world. Little does he know, "he" has a secret. A very...
I jolted up from sleep, my mind fizzy and heart racing. I looked for my phone trying to end this irritating sound and possibly go back to bed. I picked up the phone and see it is a call from an unknown so I hang up. It's too damn early for this shit. Just as I was about to close my eyes again, I hear that dreadful sound. I buried my head in my pillow and screamed in frustration. I picked up the phone and answered the call.
"This better be important." I gritted out in a tight voice.
"I'll be there in 30 minutes, you better be done." He stated before hanging up. I got out of bed and walked tiredly to the bathroom. I turned on the water and went to use the toilet use the toilet while the water got warm. I had only 30 minutes to get ready and honestly I didn't care. What is he going to do? spank me? I laughed at the thought.
You laughing like you wouldn't enjoy it. The voice inside my head said.
Oh shut up.
I showered, brushed my teeth and did my morning routine. I walked out of the bathroom 45 minutes later with nothing but a towel and my bonnet on. I walked towards my closet to pick out an outfit. I didn't need to look to see that he was here. I could smell his cologne. It wasn't overwhelming but seemed to always linger in the air wherever he went. I could also feel his eyes staring daggers into my flesh but I didn't care. I already agreed to marry him but I didn't agree that I was going to do it compliantly. I got dressed and went over to the vanity to do my makeup. I could see through the mirror that he was pissed. His fingers turned white from tightly gripping the armchair he was sitting on.
"I told you to be done before 9 but it's 9:30 and you're still not ready." He fumed. I ignored him and continued doing my makeup. When I was done I took off my bonnet and fixed my hair. I look at myself in the mirror. I walked out and he followed after. As we waited for the elevator door to open, he grabbed me by my waist and gave it a tight squeeze but not tight enough to hurt before leaning down to whisper in my ear. "I am going to enjoy punishing you." Making my pussy throb. The elevator opened and we walked in. He pressed the button for the underground garage before leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. Although I didn't want to marry this man, I couldn't deny how fine he was. He was dressed in a black suit that was tailored to perfectly fit his body with a white dress shirt and black shiny dress shoes. It was so simple yet so hot. I guess being pregnant made extra horny because all I wanted right now is for him to fuck me in this elevator. "You seem a bit flustered." He teased. I flipped him off. I didn't utter a word. I didn't feel the need to respond to him. I mean this man was forcing me to become his wife. I smell hypocrisy. Oh fuck you, this is different. The elevator door opened and he placed his hand on a small part of my back and guided me to his car. He opened the door and helped me in before circling around and getting in. Neither of us spoke. The car was filled with silence until we got to the courthouse.
Everything went by so quickly before I knew it I was saying "I do" and signing the marriage certificate. I was officially married. On the way back to my apartment, I stared at the rings that now adorned my fingers. They were beautiful. He got us matching wedding bands and he also got me this beautiful fairytale like ring. I was in awe. He must've went through my jewelry and realized that I didn't like gold so he opted for rose gold which was perfect.
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I kept staring it. I couldn't believe I was somebody's wife. Always thought I wouldn't get married. I mean love doesn't exist and the love people believe exist destroys.I guess it was good thing we didn't marry for love. I was so stuck in my thoughts that I didn't notice we stopped until Jungkook open my door. He held a hand out to help me out of the car. I thanked him. How could such a gentleman force someone to marry them or take their child away. It was really confusing. I realized we were at a restaurant.
"Why are we here?" I asked.
"You didn't eat this morning. So we're going to get you both fed. And you also have to take your prenatal vitamins."
"Shit!" I cursed. "I forgot about that. I'm already a bad mom." I replied in a small voice with tears welling up in my eyes while I stared at the ground.
"Hey." He said gently. He tilted my head upwards so I could look into that beautiful blue-green irises." You're not a bad mom. You're just adjusting so of course you're going to forget sometimes. You don't beat yourself up." He said gently.
"But..." I began.
"But nothing." He interjected. "You're not a bad mom and you're going to be a good mommyyy. You get it?" He said sternly. I nodded. " I asked 'do you get it"
" Yes." I mumble in wobbly. He wiped the tears that had fallen.
"Good. Now let's get you fed." He stated before leading us into the restaurant.
