Chapter 24

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India

By the time Michael came home, Ava was in her room taking a nap and I was in our room doing the same after a long day. Suddenly, I'm being awaken by Michael planting soft kisses on my neck while whispering in my ear. I turned around on my back and looked at him tiredly.

"Michael... stop." I groaned.

"Baby, wake up."

"No Michael, I'm tired."

I mumbled sleepily into the pillow. He smirks as he starts kissing my neck again while squeezing my breast. I then pushed him away but he suddenly pins me down on the bed.

"Michael stop..."

"Look, Ava is asleep and I was thinking that maybe we can have a little... fun."

"I'm not in the mood for any of that, Michael.."

"Then let me get you in the mood."

I finally find a way to push him away and before I can get out of bed, he roughly grabs my arms and pushed me back in bed, pinning my wrists above my head.

"What's your problem, India?" He asked.

"Michael I already told you that I'm not in the mood. I don't feel too good, just please leave me alone. I really don't want to do this right now."

"Why?" He asked.

I looked at him confused. "Why what?"

"You've been treating me differently, India. Why?" He then let go of me and sat at the edge of the bed with his back turned to me.

"What? I'm not attractive anymore, India."

"Yes you are attractive Michael, but I'm pregnant with twins and there are days where I just won't be in the mood for sex... I'm sorry."

"You're lying to me!"

"No I'm not lying, Michael." I said moving closer to him. "I've told you many times before that you're a handsome guy."

He rolled his eyes and shake his head as he gets up from the bed. "Whatever.."

"Michael..."

"What?"

"We can cuddle if you want?" I asked. He glares at me.

"I don't want to fucking cuddle with you, I just want to have sex with you. Now that you're pregnant with my babies and you have me trapped, you don't want to give me what I want. I see you have me exactly where you want me. I should've known you were playing me this whole time."

I give him a look. "Michael, what the hell are you talking about?"

"C'mon India, don't play fucking stupid!" He said raising his voice.

"Mic-"

"Just shut the fuck up! I can't believe I thought I can turn a hoe into a housewife and something more classy but you will always be a dirty hoe ass stripper!" He growls harshly at me.

I looked at him, shocked that he would even say these things about me. To bring up my struggling past, when I used to dance for money to survive for me and my daughter when I didn't have anybody. For Michael to say that, is beyond low.

"I think you need to take a nap or something and wake up, and then talk to me like a fucking adult!"

"I don't have to do shit, India!"

I got up from the bed and walked over to him, wanting to slap the shit out of him but I speak calmly to him.

"Michael, what is your problem? You know I love you, right?" I asked. He walks past me and I grabbed his arm but he snatched it out of my grip.

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