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I was too tired and hurt; both physically and emotionally. I felt him sneaking up. His arm wrapped around my waist and spooned me with ... love and passion. I could feel how hard he was. Has it been 2 months or three that he hadn't touched me? I needed him. Any way that he could claim me. Endeavour me. His hand fooled around my stomach and followed all the way down there. I was moving my ass just to tease him. His hand cupped my core and pinned me in the position that he was in control. I just gasped. His mouth found my ear. His hot breaths were killing me slowly. He was playing with me. Why was not he in yet? 'Please,' I begged. I felt his smirk but ignored it. I needed this. 'Has it been 1 week from your period?' he asked me huskily. It was like a dagger. A dagger that just aimed for my heart. The reality hit me hard. So fucking hard. I opened my eyes suddenly like I was electroshocked. I just ran away from him and got out of bed. I was burning. I was burning all inside out. 'Period? My fucking period? Are you ... serious?' He left our bed but remained with no emotion on his face. 'I had a miscarriage. I fucking lost our baby. And now you are here some months later to just seed me again? Like I am just a womb to you? A fucking incubator to your seeds? To just give a fucking heir for your kingdom?' I was shouting and the door suddenly opened. It was Icel. He looked worried. I knew he was worried about me while Cian was angry like he could kill Icel in a second. I looked at my husband, 'Get the fuck out of my room. Get the hell out of my sight until I let you in my presence.' He remained still and no attempt to leave. Icel stepped closer. I was fucking crying. 'This is my room. You are my wife.' Cian declared. 'I am your fucking cartel. I am your boss. If you don't leave my room now, I will put a price on your head for disobedience,' I roared. I was not bluffing. He knew. He knew me that well. I roared again, 'Get the fuck out of my sight. Now.'
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