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UNWANTED
MARRIAGE ❤️
{ In Love With My Maid… }
CHAPTER 41????42
THEME: His Heart’s Desire
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By, Naomi Cindy B.
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{ PREGNANCY HUNT }
Kristen woke up on a bed, and she sat up slowly, trying to figure out where she is.
This is definitely not her room at the mansion, and not Alfred’s room either.
How did she even arrive here?
She was about to get down from the bed when Clinton came in, and she sighed in relief.
He’s with a mug which he dropped on her palms.
“Drink up. It’s coffee” he said, and she looked at the mug before looking at him.
“Drink” he said, and she drank some of it, spilling it on her lips in the process.
“Such a baby” Clinton smiled, wiping her lips with his palm.
“Drink more” he said, and she drank again, then she realized her clothes got changed, and her eyes widened.
“You changed my clothes?”
“Sure, I couldn’t possibly let you go to bed in that wet dress” he replied, and her eyes widened more.
“So…. You saw…. You saw…
“Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to…. but it happened” he replied, and she swallowed nothing as he took her slender hands.
“Was it Rocky?” He asked, and she nodded once as tears piled in her eyes.
“He burnt me with pressing iron anytime he’s not satisfied with what I stole” she cried, eventually letting out her tears.
“Come here” he hugged her tightly, and she began crying on his shoulder.
“I’m glad I found you last night. You nearly got hit by my car but thankfully I was fast to stop it. You fainted as a result of the cold I guess” he said.
She continued crying and sniffing till he calmed down, then she broke the hug herself.
“Does Mr Jenkins hate me now?” She asked in tears, and Clinton smiled.
“Hate? No he doesn’t. He wouldn’t tell me to pick you up if he does”
“He did?”
“Yes. He called me to pick you up immediately you were released. And don’t think he doesn’t care about you. He does, but he has to stay away from you so you’d be safe, he’s protecting you” he replied, and she wiped her tears with the sides of her knuckles.
“Will he be ok? If he’s ok then I’ll be fine too” she said.
“He’ll be fine, rest ok?” He stroked her hair, and she nodded.
“What should I order for breakfast?” He asked.
“Order?, I’ll cook” she replied, and he smiled.
“But I don’t have any grocery at home”
“We’ll go shopping” she replied, getting down from the bed.
She sighted the teddy on top of her bag and took it, then she hugged it to her chest tightly.
She put on her rabbit slippers, and Clinton pulled her out of the room
They left the house together, and he drove them to the grocery store.
He got the cart and they started shopping.
“Grocery shopping early in the morning like this is the best, we haven’t even brushed” she said, and he chuckled as he picked cabbages and spinach .
“I know, right?”
“Onions?” She said, picking them with her right hand.
She held the teddy with the left.
“Should we get apples too?” He asked, sighting red apples on a shelf.
“I love apples!” She gasped, rushing to get one.
She took a sharp bite immediately, but while chewing, she saw sealed flour pails on the next shelf, and her mind went to her first day at the mansion when she poured flour on herself and made Alfred pass out.
The held the apple tighter, staring at the pails while imagining his face on them.
She clutched the teddy to her chest, sniffing his cologne on it .
She went sad immediately. Does that mean she won’t be seeing him again?
She misses him already, and she feels like crying right now.
“You ok?” Clinton suddenly asked behind her, and she jumped
“Huh!”
“What were you thinking?” He raised his brows.
“Nothing, let’s get the apples” she replied with a fake smile, putting as many as possible in the cart before walking to another column.
Clinton sighed and watched her till she went out of sight, then he followed her.
He got to the column and met her trying to take carrots from a tall shelf, but thanks to her shortness, she couldn’t.
She was on her tippy toes as she tried to take it, and that reminded her of Alfred’s tie. She stood still, and tears came out of her eyes.
Why is everything reminding her of him?
She was still there when Clinton came behind her and took the carrots, then she landed back on her foot and faced him, backing the rack.
“Why the tears?” He asked, dropping the carrots to wipe her tears.
He finished wiping and held her face in his palms, staring at her deeply, just her face alone.
She wasn’t moving too. She stared back, and his eyes suddenly fell on her lips, but he controlled himself and moved them back to her full face.
His doctor’s words rang in his head.
IF THERE’S A LADY YOU DON’T GET THE WILD CRAVINGS FOR, THEN THERE ARE TWO POSSIBILITIES. IT’S EITHER SHE’S RELATED TO YOU OR… YOU FELL FOR HER.
“Clinton?” Kristen called, bringing him back to his senses.
“Huh?” He quickly let go of her face and stepped back.
“I’m sorry”
“It’s ok, let’s do the rest of the shopping and leave” she said, and he nodded as they entered another row.
•••
Alfred has been in the bathtub since hours ago, not moving a finger as his eyes remained on the shower.
All he’s seeing is Kristen under it, completely wet and looking tempting.
A look at the wall gave him memories of how he pinned her there and kissed her hard.
“F**k, f**k you Alfred, f**k you” he muttered fighting back his tears as he bit his lip so hard.
“I miss her so f**king much” he whispered, covering his face with his palms.
“Damn me” he cursed, taking his palms off his face to beat the water.
Bubbles splashed everywhere, and he finally washed himself before coming out.
He left the bathroom, and when he saw the bed, he imagined her sleeping cutely on it, wearing his shirt.
He bit his lip again, and he pictured her eating ice cream like a baby.
“Gawd! I’m going crazy here!” He punched the wall frustratedly, dipping his second fingers in his hair roughly immediately.
His right fingers bled, and his blood dripped down as he walked to the dressing room.
He couldn’t sleep till daybreak, all he thought about was her even when he knew she’s safe at Clinton’s.
He craved to have her beside him throughout, and he almost went crazy with imaginations of her.
He was sick throughout. Even till now, his temperature is still so high.
He dressed up and wrapped a bandage on his hand before walking out of the dressing room, then he left the room and went downstairs.
“Sweetheart! I made breakfast you should eat before you go!” Rita rushed to hold him, but he shook her away immediately.
“Touch me again and it won’t end well. I threw up what I ate last night so I see no reason why I should waste my energy to eat what you cooked” he replied coldly and started walking out.
“What happened to your hand!” Rita held him again, but he shook her off , and she fell.
“Miss!” Charity ran to her, helping her up.
“Told you not to touch me” Alfred said hatefully and walked out of the house.
Guards were already waiting outside to follow his car everywhere, just to make sure he doesn’t go anywhere around Kristen.
He gritted his jaw and entered his car, driving away.
•••
“Hey husby! You look more handsome this morning” Tamara smiled broadly when Metawin came downstairs, dressed for work.
He got to her and carried her, swaying her around.
“Win!” She screamed, and he dropped her before planting a soft kiss on her lips.
He sat on the couch and made her sit on his laps, then he kissed her again.
“You were all moody last night, was worried” Metawin said after breaking it.
“Was just so sad about my brother, his first love got messy” she pouted.
“He’s an adult, I believe he’ll act when he can’t take it anymore” he replied.
“Ion think that’ll happen, he can’t see her again as it is”
“Even better, when he misses her till he goes crazy, then he’ll go for it” he replied.
“I want that to happen fast. Tommorow is Saturday, right?” She said.
“Sure, your father’s 60th birthday” he replied, and she smiled.
“I know what to do”
“I trust you” he smiled, and she shifted on his laps.
“I’m not wearing pants under my skirt” she winked.
“F**k, really?” He smiled, slipping his hand underneath. He really met her nakedness, no pants truly.
“Can I taste me on your fingers before you leave? Spread me apart and dig out my cream” she said naughtily, and that was all it took for two of his fingers to go inside her.
He dipped them in and began fingering her fast right there, making her bite her lips repeatedly.
“Oh shit!” She moaned, leaning in to kiss his lips hard.
As they kissed, he increased the pace of his fingers, and the erotic sounds coming from her wetness filled their ears as he f**ked.
“Oh baby…” She moaned on his lips, transferring her fingers to his shinny black hair.
Her @ss moved with the tempo of his fingers on his laps as he increased his speed, further spreading her apart.
She was dancing on his fingers.
“F**k! Win oh mah gawd!”
“Husby… F**k… Hard please!”
“Hard baby! Damn!”
Metawin curled and uncurled his fingers inside her, then he plunged them in an out again.
“Baby mmmmm!”
She arched her back, asking for more as he shifted his fingers, moving them in fast circles as he tried to build more pressure.
Her p*ssy was already quivering madly.
“Talk to me, pretty girl” he whispered, thrusting in the three fingers into her p*ssy at once.
“I love you Win!” She gasped, and he began the hard f**ks again.
“Oh …. My… F**king… Hell… Win…. I’m…f**king c*mming!!!” She screamed out.
Metawin hardened his bones, making sure the last thrusts were so hard that when she finally c*mmed on his fingers, she has lost her breaths.
He drew out his fingers which were already covered with her cream, and she immediately took them into her mouth, licking then off.
“You’re stingy, I’m interested too” he laughed, and she kissed him.
“I’ll pay you back tonight. Your d**k over oxygen husby” she winked.
“Can’t wait” he replied, and they both stood, then he hugged him.
“I love you”
“Love you too wifey” he gave her a peck and left the house.
•••
“Are we attending president Billy’s birthday party tommorow?” Bright suddenly asked when Abel finished tying his shoe laces.
He’s all ready for school.
“You want us to attend?” Abel asked.
“Heard rich people will be much there. Queen said she’s going with her mum, so we should go too” he replied.
“Yvonne will be there? Then I guess we should go. I got the invite anyways” Abel smiled.
“Yay!!!” Bright jumped happily, but when he saw Choco in the living room, he sighed.
The little dog is always lonely cos no one plays with it, and that’s making him somehow sad.
“Dad, are you aware that Queen is also allergic to furry things like me?” He suddenly said.
“What! Really?” Abel said surprisingly, and his phone beeped.
He checked, and when he saw it’s a message from Yvonne, he beamed a smile.
Y_ You make my legs wanna practice social distancing anytime I see you.
V_ “Very Much” that’s how intense my feelings are.
O_ One day with you isn’t enough, I’d love to spend the rest of my life with you too.
NN_ No No, I’ll never stop falling for you
E_ Every girl out there wants you, but I LOVE YOU
YVONNE ????
HAVE A NICE DAY MY MAFIA.
Abel smiled even wider when he finished reading, then he read it again and again.
She wasn’t joking when she said she’d make him fall for her cos right now, his heart is leaping.
“She’s driving me nuts already” he laughed.
“Daaadd, school!” Bright said.
“So sorry Young Thug” he picked him up and walked to the car.
•••
“Aphrodite will finally be in Florida on Sunday, just can’t wait to see how beautiful she is in person” Tamara said happily, walking in with Yvonne.
“Me too, I mean her pictures are already breathtaking. How’d she look for real?” Yvonne smiled, and Tamara suddenly faced her.
“Something is going on between you and the mafia?”
“Not yet, but soon” Yvonne smiled, and Tamara suddenly saw Rita coming with Minaj.
She smirked and made to go to her, but Yvonne held her.
“No you can’t cause a scene. You might get removed from the red carpet walkers”
“IDC!” Tamara replied and walked to Rita.
“Any news? Rotten tomato” Rita said scornfully.
“My brother will never like you even if you become the prettiest lady living. Swallow a makeup kit and he still won’t look your way. It’s a piece of advice” Tamara smirked, and Rita laughed.
“You look pathetic seriously. Don’t worry you’ll be the one gasping when I get pregnant very soon”
“Pregnant? Are you gonna swallow his d**k or something? Cos he doesn’t f**k lowlifes” Tamara laughed.
“Did you just call me a lowlife?”
“Are you even aware that your perfume smells like six dead rats?” Tamara said.
“What!”
“Yes! And you’re so ugly that when your mama dropped you off at school, she was fined for littering” Tamara replied.
????️ Whoaaa!!!
“F**k you b**ch!!” Rita made to grab her, but she slipped out of the way, and Rita fell.
“If idiots could fly, you’d he a private jet” Tamara said , and everyone laughed again.
“My brother loves b**bs with pointed n**ples, but take a look at your chest. It’s all saggy and fallen like the walls of Jericho. Stop wasting your time b**ch, you’re just an ignoramus who’d never get a lick of sense . Bye!” Tamara said and walked walking away, flaunting her hair.
“I love you Tammy!” Yvonne screamed.
•••
Rain is pouring again just like last night.
Clinton finished clearing the plates they used for dinner and sighed, looking at the paintings he made with Kristen.
They drew and painted all day.
She went upstairs after dinner earlier, so he decided to go check on her.
She has been spacing out and acting moody all day. He noticed it despite the fact that she covered up with fake smiles.
He opened the door to her room, and his eyes widened when he saw her shaking in bed, hugging the teddy so tight. She’s crying too.
“Kristen!” He rushed to her and felt her temperature.
“What the f**k!” He gasped at the hotness.
She was ok thirty minutes ago, and now this?
She was sweating and shivering at the same time.
He started covering her with the duvets.
“Can I… Can I just…hear…. Red’s… voice?” She managed to talk as her teeth clattered.
•••
Alfred came home drunk, rolling his eyes around as he opened the door.
He’s wet with rainwater, and he smiled cutely before closing the door.
“Kristen I’m home!” He shouted, walking in drunkenly.
“Sweetheart!” Rita came downstairs , grabbing him.
“You’re drunk baby”
He narrowed his eyes and smiled at her.
“Kristen it’s you!”
“I’ll take you upstairs” she replied, hanging his arm on her neck.
She managed to take him up to his room, and he fell on the bed.
“Kristen…” He muttered drowsily.
Rita took off his wet clothes, and when he was left in just his underpants, she took a good look at his irresistibly white spotless skin, and she gulped before bringing her hand to his d**k.
She touched it, and when she felt the hugeness, her p*ssy answered.
She stood straight and thought about pregnancy again.
She only needs to get pregnant, then he’ll have no choice but love her.
She smiled and started taking off her clothes till she was naked, then he took off his underpants too, leaving him naked like her.
She climbed the bed with him and grabbed his d**k, then she started bringing it to her p*ssy.
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TB Continued…