Andre’s POV
My little princess lay on the bed, exhausted. I smiled at her, and I watched her sleep peacefully. My dick throbbed pleasurably, and I licked my lips hungrily as I saw the mess that I had made on her.
Suddenly, I was pulled back to my senses. I had pounded her too hard. What if I had harmed the baby? I walked over to Olivia and kissed her sweetly on the cheek, and she stirred from her sex-induced slumber.
“Olivia, we need to get you cleaned up. I want the doctor to come and check the baby. We need to be sure that we didn’t hurt her.”
She looked at me with her glassy blue eyes and I took the initiative to carry her to the bathroom.
I watched her off with warm water and relished the way her body relaxed at my touch, and her hands caressed my face lovingly.
I finally cleaned her up and got her dressed in some clean clothes. I had her sit on the chair in our room while I changed our messy bed sheets.
I placed her in bed to rest and immediately dialled the doctor.
My hands were shaking as they pressed the numbers. My thoughts went bombarded with the possibility that I had harmed her or child while we fucked.
The call connected, and then the doctor’s voice filled my ears.
“Good morning, Alpha. What seems to be…”
“I need you to come over as soon as possible and give my wife a check-up. I want to make sure that she is okay.”
The doctor didn’t ask any further questions and assured me that he would be there in a few minutes.
I dashed into the bathroom and had a quick shower. If only the spraying water could wash away my worries. But the longer I spent there, the more anxious I became. Olivia seemed fine, and I felt her temperature, which was normal. She didn’t bleed or bruise, but I couldn’t be too careful.
I finished my bath and went out to check on her again. Her eyes were open, but her body was still weak. She smiled at me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled away shortly and surveyed her body again.
“Olivia, are you okay?”
She smiled weakly at me and ran her hands through my hair.
“Andre, I feel just fine. I was awful in the morning, but I felt a whole lot better now that you spilled your seed in me.”
The maid knocked on our door and told us the doctor was there to see us. I asked her to usher him to our room.
He came in and checked Olivia while I watched anxiously. My fingers were crossed and I was praying to the Goddess to not allow anything to happen to our baby.
After about thirty minutes of questions and checkups, the doctor turned to me with a smile.
“Alpha Andre, you have nothing to worry about. Your wife is perfectly safe and okay. Her baby is strong and stable.”
A sigh escaped my lips, and I shook the doctor’s hand and led him outside our room. He gave me a few more things to do to make sure that Olivia was comfortable while she carried our baby, and finally, he left.
I stood outside the door and resolved to call the research institute. Olivia told me that my sperm making her feel better was peculiar. I had never heard of that before.
I felt my heart lurch forward. I had told them that I would ask her permission before they came to do the tests, but this was urgent. I had to do it.
I called the institute, and they assured me that they would be there in about an hour.
I sighed and ended the call. I peeked inside the room and saw Olivia sleeping peacefully.
I didn’t want to wake her. She looked like an angel the way she was wrapped in tranquility.
I closed the door and stood outside again. A thought rushed into my head, and I called Pierre.
“Meet me in the basement. We still have work to do.”
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I got down there and saw Pierre and Nicole sitting on the damp floor with her hands tied behind her back.
“Oh, you’re back here?” She said, rolling her eyes sarcastically. “I am so honoured.”
I tossed her sarcasm aside and glared at her.
“It seems that you are getting comfortable here. That’s good. I guess we should continue the questioning then.”
I grabbed her face and made her look me in the eyes.
“If she isn’t your daughter, then who is her real mother, and why didn’t her father mention this to her? Did he marry her mum before he met you, or is there some other weird family dynamic that I need to understand?”
Nicole pulled her face away and scoffed.
“That bastard, I am sure that her parents didn’t want her, and I don’t blame them. I can even see why.”
I scowled at her angrily and was on the verge of hitting her, but I decided to let her talk.
“She was dumped on our doorstep by some strangers as a child…”
I was about to react, but Pierre was nanoseconds faster. He grabbed her hair and slammed her head to the floor. His voice was deep and snarling.”
“Who gave you the audacity to talk about my Luna that way?”
I was stunned. I had never seen Pierre act so rough before. I guess there was more to him than what met the eye. And here I was, thinking that he didn’t have any backbone.
“Let go of me, you pathetic imbecile!”
“No!” Retorted Pierre. “You are going to tell us the truth! Who is Olivia’s real mother?!”
“I told you that I don’t know. She was left as a child on our doorstep and…”
The basement door opened, and we whipped our heads around. My jaw dropped.
“Olivia?”
She was in tears as she stood there looking at all of us.
“What did you just say?…”