Francis
The look in her eyes was full of curiosity as I put down the MacBook in front of her. Since she doesn't have on her own, I provided something for her. She's working her ass so hard every day that I should ask Garry to give her less work and for Robb, well, Robb can't stop her from serving on the counter.
"Why won't you work online?" I had known that she has eligibility in office. She had work hours there while she's working as a bartender in Robb's bar. "Less working out." I rubbed her swollen stomach. Has it been six months since the night we make love? And this belly of her is already five and a half months. It's getting bigger and bigger. She also gets bigger. But I don't want to tell it to her, because I will surely get beaten up.
"Francis," I know that she would complain.
"Baby," I bent down and kisses her temple. She's been a very good housewife to me. Though she wasn't my wife but still that will do. "I don't want you to get all tired. You know that it's bad for you and the baby."
"I'm sorry." I know that she would say that. She's just too kind and too good and forgivable. I don't want her to be so selfless.
"I told Robb about your work. I ask him to give your job back after your labor or anytime you wanted."
She even made snacks for both of us since I am a busy man. But I always make time for her check-up and her just to make sure that she's comfortable in every way. She made me a homemade burger her healthy version more protein for me. She cooked us food during the weekend and I help her out.
"The gym is okay for me, but not the bar for now." I had invested in both of her friends and put it on her name, so she won't worry about money.
Her family hasn't stopped making her worried. So tonight, I'll visit them with my lawyer and Colt as our driver. Colt doesn't want to show up to Porsha since she's too clingy.
"Why are you all dressed up?" she asked fixing my unfixed collar.
"I and Colt has a business to do. I might be late, but I'll be home for you."
"Just be careful about driving."
"I will." She stood and give me a peek on the lips. That was unsatisfactory. I still have twenty minutes. "Let's make love, quickie." I carried her making her complain as I started kissing her mouth. Damn, why is this woman so irresistible? Why is this woman so juicy and so fucking delicate?
I get in between her legs, make her come to my mouth, and fuck the hell out of her. This lovemaking of us was never been so lousy. She asked for deep and hard. She asked for it and I just give what she wanted. We can have sex but next time we should be a little careful since she's pregnant. Once that our baby comes out, I won't stop fucking her once I laid my hands and eyes on her. I would fucking marry her right now. There's no hesitation.
"I will prepare your milk." I kiss her temple, just right after I wipe all my semen on her pussy. She sighed in relief from that hot lovemaking that we always do together.
I came there and tuck her on our bed. It's already three in the afternoon and I make her drink the milk that I always serve more than three times a day. Her back is always aching, and I must be more careful about her because she's getting fragile as her stomach gets bigger.
"Go home in a complete piece." She told me. I can't help but snigger about it and kiss her more. "Don't kiss me too much, it will just end up on a lot of lovemaking."
"Alright." I took her hand and kisses it and her big stomach. "I'll call you later."
I told the maids to take care of her and make sure that she eats her snack and dinner. The usual thing that I told them was to call me if there's an emergency. I have never been like this, but it just felt so good to be overprotective to someone.
"Colt," I nodded at Colt as I glance at the one million money on the briefcase. My lawyer is already with me. I even put a few real estates to my girlfriend, like the villa and rest house in Baguio. My mother never said a thing about it. She said that she'll come to visit sometimes.
It's a long drive to the place that she came from. From Manila to Pampanga. I found their house in a small alleyway that only motorbikes can enter. The smell of canal, toilet, and kitchen enters my nostrils from the joined houses, together with cigarettes, alcohol and other intoxicating smells on our way. I tried not to breathe until we get there with my Lawyer. My lawyer asked about the name of the house and we get there.
It seemed that the mother named Grace seemed kind to people like me. The whole house is hot, and the fan is in the max. The father wasn't there except for a few people. They seemed to drink and having fun. There are at least three males and two women at the ages of around forty or something. Porsha went down from the stairs who wear clothes beautifully. I had thought about my Natalie who wears worn-out shirts and pants at home. Even at work, she doesn't have many clothes on her own.
"Miss Vera." I extend my hand to her and she warmly took it. I shook it once and I let her hand go. Her fingertips brush to my palms that send very cold shivering tingling at my spine. That wasn't a good one. "I'm Francis Baron." I finally introduce myself. "This is my lawyer Gibson Kent." Gibson nodded his head.
"What can we do for both of you?" Mrs. Grace Vera who kept their smile wide to me, ask politely as this oldest sister of my Natalie can't seem to rip her gaze at me.
"I'm here," I glance at the people in the mini living room who are watching us. "I'm here to talk to both of you in very private."
"Well, let's settle on the room." Porsha the flirty one lead the way to the stairs. I followed her and she is wiggling her ass on me as she got up, but I ignore it and proceed on my own business.