Romeo's POV
I turned and stopped in my tracks, I was still panting heavily from my attack on the punching bag. The beast was firmly sated for the time being, but seeing her ogling me while biting her dam lip only reminded me of how much I wanted to punish her. I continued in my direction of the weight bench her eyes following me wantonly. "Move." I snapped at her knocking her out of her daydream. She looked at me as if I hadn't just told me to move. "Move." I snapped furious I had to repeat myself. She made quick work of doing as she was told, and I got comfy and picked up the bar ignoring Carmela as she again watched me while biting her lip.
"What do you want?" I didn't want an audience and she was annoying me. "I wanted to talk. There's something that-" I placed the weight bar back in its holder, interrupting her. "Leave." My voice portrayed all my anger towards her, and I could tell that my tone upset her. I went back to the task at hand and continued pumping my arms, she turned to make for the door. Good I though, I didn't want to talk to her. I closed my eyes for a split second and flew them open as I felt a weigh land on my stomach. My arms locked in a straight position as I looked at her straddled across me on the bench. "No." Her earlier upset replaced with condescension.
Again I placed the bar in its holder and sat up to face her. "No. You dare to defy me." I move to stand but am pinned in position by her wrapping her arms and legs around me. "I do. What are you going to do about it?" Her mood swapping to seduction. I can't keep up with her moods lately, but I won't back down to a challenge. I smash my lips to hers and I could tell she was putty in my arms as she moaned against my lips. I worked her up more until she was begging me for what she wanted. I unravelled myself from her arms and legs and stood up. Leaning down to her ear I whispered. "Punishing you." With that I left her wanting more.
Carmela's POV
After he left me like he did in the gym I was overly frustrated and angry with him. It has been 7 days since I've last seen him, I've avoided him like the plague and spent most of my time training the girls and getting a weird craving for cream cheese on jalapeños. I was eating like an elephant and my belly had bloomed into a not so small bump in what felt like overnight. A pang of guilt shot through me because Romeo hadn't seen how much our baby was growing, thinking about him made we want him more than anything.
I wondered to his office, I didn't know if he would be there, but I had to try. I knocked on the large wooden doors and got no reply, thinking he probably knew it was me I pushed open the doors, but the room was empty. I walked in anyway and over to his jacket that was on the back of his chair and pulled it around me trying to comfort myself in his scent as a tear escaped from my eye and rolled down my cheek. "What are you doing in here?" My eye shot towards a stern voice sounding from my left and I quickly wiped the tear away. "I came to find you." Only sounds were made as his reply, I stood in place as he walked past me and placed the files on his desk. "I'm busy." He spoke into one of the files he brought in with him, refusing to look at me. "Romeo, please this can't continue. I need you." He continued to read the file in front of him and ignore me. This hurt more than I ever expected it too and I went to leave the office. "Wait. How's the baby?" His voice had softened but I only know that is because of the baby, not me. Our eyes met briefly as I looked at the floor. "Fine, growing well." I wanted to show him how much I had grown but I couldn't bring myself to open his jacket to show off how much. "The nursery is complete. I built the crib myself yesterday. I couldn't find you." Hurt flashed in his eyes but he masked it quickly and nodded before going back to his file.
Romeo's POV
As soon as she left my office, I discarded the file I was pretending to read, in truth I am being a stubborn asshole towards her, and I knew it. I placed my head in my hands and sighed heavily regretting avoiding her. I rushed after her, I needed her in my arms, I needed them. I found her in the nursery she was leant against the window looking out onto the rose garden. From behind you couldn't even tell she was pregnant, let alone 22 weeks gone. She had on a long pale blue maxi dress with her hair up in a messy bun, she looked so beautiful. My jacket was wrapped around her, she had the collar up around her neck as if cocooning herself in it.
I walked forward and snaked my arms around her waist and she immediately leaned her head onto my cheek, she was so warm, and felt bigger than I remembered. I span her to face me and opened my jacket to see her. My eyes widened in surprise at how big she was, I dropped to my knees and pressed my forehead to her belly as I cupped it. "I'm sorry." I heard sniffling coming from her, I met her eyes and saw that they were filled with tears.
She sat on the rocking chair next to her and cupped my face placing small kisses on my lips. I could tell that everything was forgiven in every kiss she placed. "Your forgiven. Romeo, something has been niggling me for a while now. I didn't like that Mel was going on her own here and there. So I asked Amy to keep an eye on her from a distance. I know you didn't approve the plan, but we weren't talking, and I couldn't wait." I nodded. Her gut instinct was driving her, and I wasn't going to deny how she felt. "It's okay. You followed your gut instinct, can't argue with the greatest assassin there is." She giggled at me, my heart warmed at the sound. I have missed her. "What makes you feel uneasy?" She frowned, ordering her thoughts. "I don't know exactly, just a feeling." I nodded again, can't argue with eons of women's intuition either.
"So, you built the crib on your own. Is it safe?" She slapped my arm at me insinuating it wasn't safe because a woman built it. "You can test it if you like? It will be your bed for the night if you carry on." She giggled. "Not likely, I will be firmly positioned between my wife's thighs." Her giggling abruptly stopped, and her lips met mine desperately, her fingers intertwined in my hair and her legs wrapped around me tightly. I lifted her from the chair and walked her to our bedroom and kicked the door shut behind us, not once breaking our kiss.
We both needed this. The way we were ripping at each other's clothes showed how much we missed our time together. I lightly placed her on the bed and kissed down her neck as I lifted her dress, her legs were so soft and trembled beneath my touch. Dam this woman was amazing. I love her so much and am so honoured that she is carrying our child and I voiced my thoughts to her, and eyes sparkled with emotion, her smile was mesmerising. "I love you too." She bit her lip, knowing full well I couldn't resist it and claimed her lips again.
I liked that as her belly grew so did her breasts, a nice side effect if you ask me and I loved that she was always so ready for me. I was savouring every part of her, and wasn't in a rush but she had other ideas. She soon took control of the situation and pushed me so deep inside her that she moaned loudly. Fuck she felt so good, too good really. I kept my pace steady while enjoying every moment of her, she moaned my name wanting me to go faster and I wanted too but I wouldn't last long if I did, and I needed to feel her cum before me. I started rubbing her clit, pushing her closer to the edge, her body squirmed under me and I could see it in her eyes she was ready to let go, I upped my pace knowing she was ready to climax, moments later her walls tightened around me and the flood of warmth surrounded me inside her. I upped my pace again not wanting to wait anymore. Her nails dug into my arms and it pushed me further, it wasn't long before I came undone with a satisfied groan.
Our bodies remained wrapped up in each other as I traced her stomach with my fingers, after placing a kiss I laid my cheek to it and felt a tiny bump under it. I looked instantly at Rose. "Was that... was that a kick?" Her amazing smile was all the confirmation I needed and placed my cheek back to her stomach wanting to feel our baby again. "That's the first kick." She cooed rubbing the other side of her belly.
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Heartless Soul Book 2 of the Heartless Series
حركة (أكشن)The dictionary defines the soul as the spiritual or immaterial part of a human being which shows a person's moral or emotional nature or sense of identity and is regarded as immortal. It's also written that the eyes are the gateway to a person's sou...