OUR COMPLICATED LOVE STORY (ONGOING)

CHAPTER 12

Tharn went to his bedroom. He felt so satisfied because he was able to slap the cheater's cheek. Love? No, he did not love him! He loves Goob and he's very sure about that!

"Serves him right! He deserves it because he lied to me! I'm about to celebrate his pregnancy but when I know he's not Goob, I hate him and the baby with all my guts! Yes, I hate the baby too because it's not from my precious Goob's tummy!"

"If he thinks that he had my family's support, he's totally wrong! Even though they accepted him, I still can't accept him! For me, he's the reason why Goob left me!" Tharn talks to himself.

He grabbed his towel and he went inside the bathroom. He took his bath calmly and suddenly their hot make out sessions appeared on his mind.

"Damn Tharn, why did you keep thinking of that slut? Owhhh yeah, why did I forget that he's my slut? Just wait Type! Tonight I'm gonna fuck you rough and hard until you begged for my mercy!" and he continued bathing.

Meanwhile in Type's bedroom, he's crying so hard while rubbing his tummy. "You can chase me Tharn but please, don't chase our baby from your life. You can abandon me Tharn but please, don't abandon our baby from your life. You can hate me Tharn but please, don't hate our baby for the rest of your life."

"I can accept the fact that you don't love me anymore Ai Tharn but please, love our baby for the rest of your life. Our baby is innocent. I'm s-sorry baby. I-I make daddy hate you too. I promised you I will make daddy love you." He wiped his tears from falling down.

Type pulled his luggage and he sat on the bed. He opens the luggage and starts arranging all of his belongings. After that, he settled himself and he lay down on the bed. He tried to sleep but he couldn't.

"How can I sleep by myself if I always cuddle with Tharn every night before I sleep? I-I miss you husband." Again, tears rolled down from his bambi eyes. Then he woke up. He took his shirt that he wore earlier and he sniffed it.

"Hmmm, at least I can still smell his scent from here." whispered Type and he lay back on the bed hugging his shirt with Tharn's scent on it.

While he was sniffing the scent, he heard the door open. He turned around and he sees Tharn looking at him lustfully.

"H-husband. W-what are you d-doing here? D-do you need a-anything?" Type was stuttered.

"Who's your husband?! I'm your master, not your husband and you're my slut! Still remember it?" said Tharn coldly. He walks towards Type and he pinned him down.

"You say you would do anything to save the baby, am I right, dear slut?" Type nodded.

"Good, be prepared to get tortured and hurt!" he said as he slapped Type's chubby cheeks.

He cupped Type's face. "Ouchhh, is it hurt dear slut?" Type nodded.

"Awww, pity my slut. Let me kiss your cheek to ease the pain." Tharn kissed his cheek and again, he slapped the chubby cheeks. He can see tears rolling down from Type's eyes but he didn't care.

"Stop crying baby. Oopsss sorry, my foulmouth. Stop crying slut or I will hurt you more than this." Then, Tharn touched Type's tummy.