Having Her

Chapter 61

😱 whaaatttt ? Double upload ... I'm spoiling y'all now lol

Lucian's POV:

Fucking finally, my wife is coming home and I miss her so fucking much. I haven't spoken to her but once since the wedding, and that was months ago. In fact, I haven't really spoken to anyone in the family. Kathy and my father took Lucy with them to travel and for obvious fucking reasons they're not speaking with me unless it's business. Which is fine because that left room for me to handle shit that I got behind on while dealing with life outside of this family.

Pulling into the airport I can see clearly that there is a shit ton of press waiting for the arrival of the Winter, and it's annoying me beyond belief. The news of Winter's disappearance spread like wildfire through the tabloids and newspapers when she wasn't seen with me or my parents, and it's easy to get rid of but not my main priority. I have bigger issues than some fucking trashy magazine making me and my wife the headline of their stories.

After what seems like a damn lifetime long wait, the jet has landed and now the hairs on the back of my neck are standing straight up. What the fuck am I supposed to say to her, I ruined our wedding with my jealousy and raped her, there's really no words to say after something that unforgivable is done, even after she said she forgave me, which I highly doubt she did. I mean really who would?

Luciano steps off the plane first then turns to grab what I can only assume is Winter's hand, and when she comes into view my heart nearly stops. She is wearing a powder pink knee length dress that pushes her tits up to her chin, her curly hair is braided into two french braids and flyaways stick up all over the place, her mocha brown skin is glowing bright like she's had a complete restart, but the thing that really catches my attention is her stomach.

Now I'm not fucking doctor or anything, but I am quite sure she hasn't grew a giant fucking tumor since the last time I saw her. What the fuck? I talk to Luciano all the damn time about her wellbeing and he never disclosed this information about a very obvious pregnancy. What reason would he have to hide this from me? Is that baby his? Questions swarm around my head making me dizzy. Now my anger has sparked and my hands are curled into tight fists.

They push past the press and I instruct Ribo to have security surround the premises so she doesn't end up hurt pushing through the crowd of people. After he does as instructed he steps out the car to open the door for Winter and she stops walking. Oh no my love, keep coming. I've missed her so fucking much and now she's standing right here, the only thing between us is the car and a baby bump. I wait a minute and when she shows no sign of getting in, I step out.

I don't speak a word stepping out, I just read the worry on her face and watch her reach for a pink raised scar along the side of her face. When I reach for her hand, she seems reluctant but we are way beyond that.

Leaning in I whisper in her ear "Winter, just get in the fucking car. We have some catching up to do, yes?"

I can feel her body tremble against me, but she nods and gets in the car and I turn my attention to Luciano, pulling him and Ribo to the side. I have some questions that better get some fucking answers. Unfortnately, that conversation proves to be fucking pointless so I just walk away and get into the car.

"My lovely wife, fucking ethereal. How have you been? I've missed you dearly." I can't jump straight into anything with her since our relationship is already fragile as is.

She rolls her eyes and looks away from me to the car window.

"Lucian, I love you and I've missed you too, but fuck off with the pleasantries, please and thank you. You want to ask about the baby, so just ask. No need for flattering." Well shit, pregnancy had put a fire in her that I haven't seen in a while.

I throw my head back, letting out a hearty laugh. "Oh, seems like that baby has made you a cranky little thing huh? I didn't want to just jump straight into the hard stuff. Come love, give me a kiss. I miss your lips against mine."

At least if she hates me she doesn't show it. She turns to me and kisses me lightly but before she can pull away I kiss her with everything in me. Fuck, I've missed her so fucking much it hurts. She pulls back and places another peck on my lips before turning her attention back to the window.

The car ride is relatively silent aside from small talk about the things she did while away in Spain. She tells me at one point she misses making art of traitors and thieves and this makes me smile wide. How ironic she misses this, I have a snitch at the warehouse right now. I explain that I am selling the small residence in King of Prussia and we'll be moving to an estate in New York. I landed a big deal with some fancy lawyers to wash money for me, but I need to be there so that's where we'll go. Plus, since I've inherited the businesses of my father, our humble abode is no longer as quiet as before.

She asks me about things pertaining to the business and Lucy. I haven't had Lucy since the wedding. She also asks me if I talked to Kathy and Carmelo saying she misses them. Right now they don't like me, but if arranging a family dinner will make her happy, then I guess I need to reach out to my father. There's no guarantee he'll pick up, but for her I can try.

We arrive at the house and she lets out a big yawn, and she's so fucking cute I can't wipe the grin off of my face. My girl is really here, right where I can see her and hold her. Helping her out of the car I grab her luggage and escort her into the house. She hasn't been here in months and the house has felt so empty without her and Lucy here. The women that I allow here aren't allowed to stay the night, they barely hold my attention long enough for me to spare them a second glance once we're done.

"Come little one, let's get you to bed. You and the baby need rest after your travels. After that flight I'm sure you're exhausted." She nods and follows me to the master bedroom.

After I have her settled in bed, I go to leave the room and she stops me by my hand.

"Uhm, could you stay? I don't really want to sleep alone." She says softly, as if she's afraid I will say no.

I don't bother responding, I just strip myself of my jacket and shoes and climb into the bed with her. It feels like forever since I felt her body heat swarm around me, and her sweet scent. She lays still a bit before placing her head on my chest and wrapping her leg around me. Silence fills the room, and before I know it her soft snore is the only thing that can be heard.

I know she is giving me way more than I deserve, but I will enjoy this moment, hoping there will be more of them. I can change and be better for her, I know I can.