The King's Forbidden Romance >> Zarry mpreg

~6~

Months has passed... Nine months to be exact. I had my beautiful baby girl just a few weeks ago. When I say she's beautiful, she's beautiful.

Curly brown hair with light blonde streaks in it like mine, beautiful hazel eyes like her father. Her deep dimples that will light up your whole day when she smiles. She'll take your breath away. I rock her slowly in my arms. "You light up my soul, Maria." I say with a smile across my face.

That's her name. Maria. Isn't it a beautiful name for a such a beautiful baby? I will do anything for my baby girl.

Throughout these months that I have spent in these streets, I've realized how little people care about the poor... Especially a poor person that is a man with a baby that he has birthed.

I look up into the street and I carefully get up, holding Maria close to my chest and start walking down the street. As I'm walking, I see a crowd of people surrounding something. Being the curious curly head that I am, I go into the crowd and see a man with his hands tied up, sitting on the ground on his knees.

My heart soon starts to race as I see King Zayn walk up and stand beside him. "What is going on here?" He asks. "This man was accused of stealing potatoes from the market. And apparently this is not the first time he's done this." One of the guards replies.

"Is this true?" The king asks the man who slowly nods in shame and the crowd starts screaming horrendous things.

"Kill him!"

"Imprison him!"

"Cut off his head!"

The king puts his hand up a little, letting the crowd know that it's time for them to be silent. He then glances at the man. "Since this is not your first time... I should kill you. But I won't, but instead, as a permanent warning, I'll take three of your fingers." He says.

He takes out his sword and holds it over the man's hand. He says a prayer before chopping the man's fingers off. The man screams in pain and agony as the crowd is roaring in satisfaction.

Pure red blood was dripping down his hands as he's left on the ground, a crying mess, begging God to stop the pain and begging him for forgiveness.

I look at Maria and kiss her head. If he can cut somebody's fingers off for stealing potatoes... I can only imagine what Gigi might make him do to me. Especially if she found out that I have a child.

As I'm walking down the street, I feel a hand rub against my butt. At first I thought it was an accident... People bump into people all the time and their hands go to weird places.

But this... This didn't stop. This kept going.

I turn around and see a man, with a long dirty beard, and ripped shirt and ripped trousers, smirking at me, his two front teeth were missing and the rest were rotten.

"You're one pretty man..." He starts, "Do you need a home? Some money? You look like you do..." He finishes. I smack his hand away. "Don't touch me! Leave me alone!" I tell him before starting to walk away, but he grabs me by my arm.

"I can provide for you and..." He looks at Maria, "the little princess right there." He says. I look down, attempting to ignore him, but he gently puts his finger under my chin and lifts it up. I look at him.

Caressing my cheek softly with his thumb, he says, "You can make a lot of money with that pretty face of yours and that body. Just think of many men and women you can please. Think of all of the nice things that you can buy."

I just keep looking at him, no words are coming out of my mouth. "Just think about it." He says. "I live right across the street."

I watch him walk away for a while before continuing my walk.

I hear Maria whine and wiggle in my arms. I know that she's hungry, and she only has a little bit of milk left. We have no home... We live on the street.

I go in my pouch and take out a small bottle with milk barely filling the bottom. I start to feed her and think about that man... His offer... As a prostitute.

He's not wrong, I can make a lot of money but... I don't want to be looked down upon more than I already am.

But I have a child. We have no food. No home. I have no husband that can help provide for us.

Maybe his offer is the only opportunity I have left to keep us alive.

I turn around and slowly make my way to the man's house and knock on the door. He opens the door and I look down, silently speaking. "I... I-I'll take your offer."

He gives me his ugly smirk again. "Great..." He says before pulling me into his home.

Not giving me time to gaze around his home, he pulls me up to the bedroom. I look in the hallway to see many men and women, naked, walking around. He shuts his door and tells me to put Maria down.

I lay her in a basket that was placed on the floor in the corner.

He walks around me, slowly. He then slowly takes off my shirt. "take your pants off." He says and I do what he says.

I feel his eyes scanning my body. I hug myself, immediately regretting my decision but I can't back down now.

"Just how I pictured..." He says. I look down as I hear him unbuckling his pants. "Let's see how long you can last." He says before bending me down.

This is really happening... I'm giving myself away to this man that I just met.

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