Trinket ✔️

CH7

"Hopeless 2"

2020

"Why do you even bother to untie me?" she asked in her raspy voice, she was not able to make clear words yesterday night and now she was going all WWE with him. He looked at her in an amusing way but he knew what was causing such behavior.

'It's not like she lost the child' he thought to himself. ignoring her, he started to leave the room but stopped at the doorway.

"I'm sick of you, Owen," she shouted and hissed.

He looked back at her with a wave of slight anger and saw her standing there near the bedpost wrapped in the sheet, he seriously fcuked her four times yesterday and still, he wanted her again.

"what did you just say?" he took small steps towards her to feel her because he seriously forgot to listen and was busy admiring her perfect naked body under the sheets.

"I don't want to live with you, please leave me alone... I want..." before she could complete her sentence, he jerked her towards him hitting his toned chest, her grip on the sheet lost and she was all miserable in his arms, gripping her single wrist in one and holding her a&& cheeks with another he looked at her with so much desire that she felt an urge to pee again.

Ignoring his glare, she started to wiggle in his arms searching for her escape.

Her round perky bosoms were pressed hard against the chest of his suit.

He was cursing this timing 'damn I should have been shirtless' he wished

"Leave me, let me go Owen." she was trying her best to get out of his hold but he was not in the mood.

After several attempts and accepting her defeat she started to cry, she knew she couldn't do anything and this was her stupid life.

'getting pregnant and abortion' she thought.

he was not saying anything, he always does things, and never in his life, did he accept her emotions. whatever he wanted he gets.

he stroked her cheek and next, she realized she was thrown onto the bed hovered by him naked beneath his clothed structure.

seeing him not getting bothered by her cries she felt so useless in front of him like she was never his wife but some random whore whom he booked to fcuk.

losing all her strength, giving up she let him do whatever he wished for. sloppy kisses on the neck, fingers on her nipples, and her mating fragrance were enough for him to drop the morning schedule.

"Please don't take this baby from me..." she said sobbing but not seeing any improvement in his behavior she added, "I'll do whatever you want, but please." Pausing at her words he looked at her miserable face staring at him with a little glint of hope.

and He so wanted to break that hope "no baby, I DON'T want kids from you and that's final." saying that he rose from that dreamy position and walked towards the washrooms gate but before he entered he heard a thud sound, turning back he saw her on her knees clutching sheet in front of her repeating something.

her words were not audible to his ears so he went and bend to her level to understand "one, two, three... one, two, three... one, two, three..." he couldn't understand her repeating the same words so he jerked her up and settled her on the bed.

Taking a glass of water he gave her to drink but when she didn't take it, he forcefully made her drink the whole glass of water.

she coughed hard but would not dare to say anything. "you killed two of them before... and now it will be the third. why are you doing this to me Owen?, what have I done to you to deserve all of this?" somehow she managed all this along with her heavy sobs and red nose.

Looking at her and feeling not guilty at all he left the room. 'every day same shit why can't she just understand' he thought.

she saw him leaving and didn't care to stop him.

At noon when she was having her lunch she heard the main door getting open. she was not allowed to leave and not allowed to talk to anyone unnecessarily. Until she gets done with this pregnancy.

she saw him coming with his driver, he was holding a shopping bag which he took to his room.

he didn't notice that she was in the kitchen and that was good for her. soon after his driver left the penthouse leaving her alone with him.

"Ivy, where are you?" he shouted. she was not in the mood to go to him but his next call was more like a warning. without wasting any further time she went straight to him and found him smiling like a manic to her.

"You said you'll do anything for me, right if I let you keep this baby?" he spoke to her giving her little hope.

she looked at him with moist eyes, the surprise was there and the little happiness was also on the way "yes" she nodded her head in positive.

"Great" walking towards her he took her hand in his and kissed her, she didn't resist and kissed him back little "there is a party in the evening, I want you to come with me," he said

"what party?" she asked

"something to celebrate, what else babe... the dress is in the closet, I want you to look ravishing tonight... hmm?!" he exclaimed he was about to leave her but she held his hand "and what about you letting me keep this baby?" she spoke with a heavy voice, she didn't want another heartbreak.

"After this party... I'll think about it... okay?" she felt a wave of joy in her heart and with a small smile, she nodded her head smiling.

Around 7:30 she came out wearing the dress it was quite exposing according to her taste but Owen wanted her to look her best so she shrugged all the negative thoughts.

There standing the man she feared the most at the moment in his well-known branded suit looking like a prince, smiling like a kid, Owens smile was the beautiful feature Ivy envied the most.

His smile dropped and his eyes were wide open seeing her in such a dress.

her creamy legs were shinning from distance, her waist has perfect curves, her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail with some loose flicks in the front, her cherry lips were nervous and her eyes were searching for truth and hope.

controlling his man lust he waited for her to come to him, holding her hand he took her to the car and they left for the venue.