BLACK BONNIE

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Omuhle ran out of her kitchen at two in the morning,headed to her front door when she heard the handle turn. The tears began to well up as soon as she saw him walk in empty handed with the look she had become used to these past eight weeks. She held out her arms for him which he gladly walked into.

'You were right,it was another false ti-'

'Shhhh... it's late,lets go to bed and rest. We will talk about this in the morning.'

She guided him upstairs to their bedroom since his vision was clouded by tears. She helped him strip down and get into bed. They lay in each arms with Omuhle comforting him till he fell asleep. Omuhle gently got out of bed when he was deep in his sleep,taking her phone with her out into the balcony.

'Sorry for waking you_ oh you couldn't sleep either....'

Omuhle spoke to her mother in law for about fifteen minutes over the phone before hang the phone and let her own tears fall. Releasing some pent up emotion before heading back to bed.

'I do not know how much more of this I can take. People are so cruel..Austin got another ransom call and he went to check it out,found out it was some guy trying to make a quick buck..'

Omuhle who had her hand on his cheek caressing him,sat up and climb ontop of him,straddling his waist.

'Don't give up yet,one of these days the tip will be a real one.'

They sat quietly forehead to forehead before a knock on the door interrupted their bonding session. Their daughters ran in jumping on the king bed before hugging their father who they had not seen since early the day before.

'I am going to make breakfast while you four bond.'

Omuhle said tying her silk robe around her waist. The young queen believed in taking care of her own family and household. She kept helpers on hand for when she could not do the work herself. She was the only one from the royal who never kept help or bodyguards around but recently the king demanded that she have royal guards around the house on a daily basis.

'Don't take this the wrong way but every time I see you standing over the stove making us a meal,I get super turned on'

Omari said wrapping his hands around her waist. She stifled a moan when he pressed his crotch into her colossal behind and slowly rotated his hips.

'Omar was made while I was standing over a stove,so your highness,nah.'

'I thought you promised to give me as many babies as I wanted on our wedding day.'

Omuhle turned to face her king and wrapped her arms around his neck. While he still had his hands around her waist.

'No I never promised you as much babies as you want on our wedding night,I promised you that when I wanted the limited edition Chanel bag your majesty.'

These were few of the moments since their son was taken that he had a glimpse of his playfull wife.