Chapter 90: Thoughts
Alexander’s POV
It had been months since we got the news that Chase had escaped. Months of me trying to find him and trying to torture his true whereabouts from the Harper brothers. It had seemed like an exercise in emptiness as the brothers were tightlipped. They were simply ready to die as they told me months back and they remained adamant.
It seems their desire to exact revenge on me for the death of their cousin overrode their choice to live.
However in true fact, it was me who was being tortured the most. It brought me physical pain to watch my wife become a shell of herself. She had become very jumpy at every slight sound or movement. She had even limited herself to a certain area of the house.
She had not not stepped out of the house in question ever since that day. I had tried to get her out of the house on several occasions but she blatantly dismissed my offers.
She had resulted to shopping online for our baby and every other thing she needed. I know it must hurt her not to be able to go out to a store and enjoy shopping freely like she desires.
I was relentless in my search for chase and I couldn’t wait to have this all behind me. I had to make my wife feel safe again.
Chase on the other hand wasn’t making it easy at all as he had not made a move in months. He had not contacted either of us in any way, made any threats or tried to attack us. He was just quiet. I wonder what he was planning, it must be something big for him to be so patient. We all know Chase to be the complete opposite.
But the anticipation was killing me. I need to know what he’s planning.
On the bright side of all of this, was that we were in the last month of the pregnancy. My wife was looking so thick and juicy, anytime now my baby girl would pop out. I was excited and at the same time scared.
“Please bring down some fruits to the pool”. I heard my wife’s soft voice echo down the halls.
I rushed to my door and peeked through the hole to watch her. She had a white robe on and a pair of flip flops on her feet as she padded her way out of the house.
I rushed back to the window to find her standing by the pool, watching the water. Seconds later, a maid walked in with a tray of fruits. “Thank you.” She said quietly with a kind smile and dismissed the maid.
She took a seat on one of the chairs by the pool, stretched her legs and began eating the fruits.
I laughed in amusement when she looked around the tray in confusion. I guess she had been to lost in her mind that she didn’t realize that she had eaten almost all the fruits so quickly.
She shrugged her shoulders and plopped a cherry into her mouth as she stood up from the chair and stood by the pool again.
I gulped as I watched her slowly untie her rope. My dick twitched in my trouser as her soft shoulders first came in to view before everything else as the rope dropped to the ground, revealing her very sexy swim suit.
It was a red swim suit. The upper part barely covered her big boobs that became ever bigger because of the pregnancy. They looked like they were about to jump out of it’s hold. My eyes went down to her beautiful round tummy that was carrying my child. A few stretch marks covered the lower part of the stomach and a black line went down from the novel. My mouth watered as I imagined kissing every part of her stomach.
I groaned as I was unable to see her vagina from this angle, the fact only making me more horny.
She inhaled and exhaled before getting into the water slowly. When she got in, a sigh of content left her lips as she continued swimming around in the pool.
The water on her body and the sun glistening on her body made her look so surreal. She was like a goddess. I couldn’t control myself anymore, I was already matching towards her before I even realized.
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Lily’s POV
I sighed in content as the cold water touched my skin, calming me down instantly. I had been looking for ways to distract myself and calm my racing heart for months but it nothing seemed to work, the books I buried myself in, distracted me for while but I returned to my reality when I no longer had to to comfort it.
This also appears to have the same effect, but I guess I would bask in it while I could.
A smile crept on my face as I felt a strong kick on my belly. I hurried my hands to feel my young one, and it made me anticipate his coming even more. I couldn’t wait to have him here with me, to touch him, kiss him and just give him all my love.
I was already in the last month and the doctor said he could arrive anytime, I was so excited, but as much as I was excited, I was scared.
Scared that I wouldn’t live to have my child. Scared that I would be forced to face Chase’s wrath.
I had been unable to leave the house ever since I found out that Chase has escaped. My fear of being harmed by him was far greater than my desire to go on adventures as a pregnant woman. But alas wouldn’t I need to be alive to enjoy such adventures.
I was aware that Alex was doing everything he could to catch him and I was beyond grateful because this was certainly not his fight but mine.
I could see in his eyes how tired he was, all the sleepless nights and overworking had gotten to him. Once he took notice that I wasn’t leaving the house at all, he started working from him.
He too had not left the house for months, he was always close by and that gesture as hard as it is for me to say was heart melting. I felt safer knowing he was close and I could easily call out to him whenever I could. It felt good to know I wasn’t alone. He never made me feel alone.
As much as this was good, there were still strings of fear and a million questions eating me from inside. Why hasn’t Chase attacked me yet?, why wait for so long?, was he waiting for me to bear my child so he could harm him?, what exactly was his plan?, where was he hiding?.
I had gotten tired of replaying these questions in my head day and night. I have to seek the truth soon else I might die before the real threat gets to me. I know what I must do now.
I sighed again as I decided to get out of the pool. I tried to get out of the pool but it wasn’t such an easy task. It seems every time I forget how big I am now. I haven’t seen my poor vagina in months, I can hardly see my feet, hardly bend or set up straight. It’s been a real struggle but It’s all worth it at the end.
I placed one hand on the back of my waist and another on the edge of the pool as I tried to lift myself up but to no avail. I really wonder what I was thinking when I got into the pool in the first place.
I tried to lift myself again but failed miserably. I turned around with tears gathering in my eyes when a pair of familiar hands held me.
“Don’t cry my princess.” He said softly, and instead I did the opposite.
“Shh”. He cooed as he tried to stop my insistent sobbing. He carried me out of the pool as if I weighed nothing and placed me on the chair.
“I’m not crying.” I said through tears.
“I know.” He said softly as he wiped my eyes.
“I’m just so big”. I cried. “My legs are so swollen and they hurt, my waist hurts, my stomach hurts and I’m not sure my vagina still works.” I rambled out.
“Don’t say that. You’re not ‘big’. You don’t know how cute you look walking around with my child in you. You’re so beautiful and very sexy”. He said with a smile.
“Really?”. I sniffed and wiped my eyes.
“So beautiful, and as for your vagina”. He looked down at it with a smug smile etched on his face. “I could show you how well it works.” He said with a wink.