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“Hospital,” Eli grunts as he drags Blue off one of the men from the warehouse. I think he was the one in charge.
Nodding, I slide into Adonis’ side. “So, he didn’t have anything to do with what happened to me?” I need to know.
“No,” Adonis growls, and I think he’s disappointed he didn’t get to kill him, but I’m not sure, and I don’t want the answer. “His only crime was trying to marry you off to that scumbag client of his.” Who is also missing. “He’s at the morgue,” he answers my unspoken question.
“And him?” I nod at the man on the ground. Blue is still snapping and snarling at him, blood staining his face and paws.
“Abdul Karas. Stark hired him to shoot at you. Hired him to kidnap you before I got my hands on him. And he’s been trying to steal some of my territory for years. It’s time his bloodline comes to an end.”
“Sally gave me these.” I hold the tests up, knowing exactly what he’ll want to do. “She said tests are wrong all the time and that I was likely ovulating when Eli and Zak kidnapped me.” It’s been a few weeks since then, so it’s entirely possible I may be pregnant.
“Hey! It was more like a suggested trip that we didn’t give you a choice in taking,” Eli grunts, displeased with my accusation.
“You say potato, I say potahto.” Grinning at the men who have become a better family to me than my own, I stroll back up the stairs and head to our room. I’ve barely made it through the bedroom door before Adonis is on me and carrying me to the bathroom.
“You’re getting mouthy,” he grunts as he pulls my shorts and panties down. I raise an eyebrow and hand him the sticks. Once he’s ripped the packages off and tossed the lids on the counter, I start peeing, and he puts them in the stream before placing them on the counter. After wiping me clean, he pulls up my panties, and washing his hands, he carries me out.
Placing me in the middle of the bed, he lies down beside me. Leaning over, he brushes a finger across my cheek. “How are you?” Tears spring forward at his tender question.
Shrugging, I know better than to lie to him. “Scared,” I reply honestly, hiding my eyes because I know I’ll see pain in his.
“I’m so fucking sorry, baby girl. They never should have been able to get on the property.” I realize that. He’s gone over the security before.
“I don’t blame you or anyone here. I blame them for thinking for even a second that I belong to anyone other than Adonis Lorde.” I glance up at him then, and the fierce look in his eyes steals my breath. “Make them pay, Daddy.”
Slamming his lips over mine, he devours me with an intimate kiss that feels like he’s sucking my soul from my body. I’m on fire in his arms, and I never want to come up for air. His hands pet me like I’m his own little kitten in need of soothing. In some ways, I suppose I am. I need him like I need oxygen to breathe, and he doesn’t hesitate to provide either of us with exactly what we need for the rest of the day.
By the time we come up for air, the night is dark, the bodies in the basement are cold, and the house is quiet. “The tests,” I whisper, and we rush to the bathroom for the results.
Epilogue
ADONIS
Two Years Later.
“Dada!” As soon as I walk through the door, our twin terrors come racing towards me as quickly as their wobbly little legs will allow them. Scooping both boys up in my arms, they wrap theirs around my neck, nearly choking me out.
“You boys been good for Mama?” They might terrorize me, but they are sweet as peach pie for the woman we all worship. Which is precisely how it should be. Pulling back, their little heads nod rapidly up and down. “Good, ‘cause I brought you each a present.” They squeal excitedly. “Where’s Mama?” They point towards the kitchen, and I know exactly where she’ll be.
The pool deck.
Ever since that night two years ago when she was taken from me, I’ve amped up security and installed underground sensors so that when anyone steps foot on the property, the new security tower is alerted. When they’re unsure of where my wife or children are, they come in, weapons first.
Since Soren practically lives near the pool while she’s pregnant, they keep their eyes peeled for any alerts around the back deck.
“Sally will help you get the gifts from my luggage while I go see Mama.” Setting the boys down, they scurry over to my suitcase and wait patiently for the woman they’ve come to call Grandma to help them.
“She’s not feeling well today, Adonis.” Concern quickens my steps.
When I see Soren curled up on the lounger, her umbrella providing shade, and several ice packs surrounding her very round, pregnant body, I try to temper my concern.
“Baby girl.” I crouch down next to her, rubbing my hand across her belly. I love that she’s not too shy to cover up and still wears bikinis despite being nine months pregnant with another set of twins. I will worship this woman’s body until the day I die, and she knows it.
“Mmm, Daddy, you’re home.” Her lips curve into a smile I want to kiss. As soon as our lips touch, the tension eases from her body.
“Sally says you’re not feeling well today?” We have a complete medical staff staying in the guest house for this specific reason. Soren loves being pregnant; her body, however, not so much. Right now, though, I recognize the problem.
“I’m okay,” she says as she rolls into the pillow at her back, which helps support her so she’s not flat. That always seems to be the worst position, and she complains that nothing ever feels as good as when I’m her support.
