All told, Ethan had tried to propose to Matthew in six different occasions since his lunch with Cammy. It was not that Ethan was bad at it, per say. It was just that Matthew was just too good at distracting him. That, and the rest of the world didn't stop trying to kill him.The first time he gathered enough courage to propose, Matthew had mistaken Ethan going down to his knee for something else entirely and made a dirty, dirty remark and Ethan's proposal metaphorically went out the window. Cammy didn't see any of that, thank God, but the flush Cammy had sported when he reported to her his failure was enough. Sammy cackled (when did Ethan lost his ability to glare at her and mean it damn it) and justified himself for going with Matthew assumption by saying:"What, you want me to ask him after a blow job? I actually want him to give me an answer when he's capable of thoughts, Cammy."She had stared at him then, probably because she never had heard Ethan talk so easily about sex before,
"Ethan? Are you okay?" Matthew asked, tearing Ethan from his thoughts.Damn you burgundy Gucci shirt."Yup, just admiring you," he spoke, trying to smother the deep want that was growing in his belly. Ethan wasn't the best orator, but confronted to that shirt, he was usually back to his old incoherent self, stammering half sentences around (that was why he elected to let his body do the talking for him).Matthew batted his eyelashes, accepting the compliment easily."You're wearing a new suit, darling," he commented when Ethan had sat down, eyes riveted to Ethan's chest, "without me having to cajole you in it. Recall me to send something nice to whoever dressed you. Even if truth be told, I'm a bit jealous.""I never got your obsession with dressing rooms Matt," Ethan joked. Opening his menu, he saw that Luigi had put a small note in it Everything is going right on schedule it said. He smiled."Well you're usually half naked in those, I don't see what's not to like. At that point the
Ady was the one that actually tried to cheer him up with something else than kind words and chocolate."So. Heard you tried to dispatch Ci with fish knife?" he asked conversationally. "Want another go at it? Somewhere more... private shall we say?"Ethan would have been lying if he said he didn't consider it. But it wouldn't do shit for the real problem. Him."I'll let you the pleasure. Didn't you and Simon were keeping her around for a special occasion anyway?""Ah yes... Well Jen said, "only crazy, homicidal maniac keep people around to kill them later". He's such a buzzkill sometimes." Ad corrected, a fond expression on his pale face. Ethan had speculated about Ad and Jen for a while, until Alec had announced that he and the young Omega were dating more seriously now, around a year ago."Well, he's not wrong," Ethan mused, "though if you did kill her, your position would be finally secured.""Appealing to me through politics Wil? So, you do want her dead!""Everyone wants her dead.
Amelia laid the stick down on the bathroom counter, where it was surrounded by four others, the plastic clattering softly against the dark marble. Knees weak, she backed away from the counter and sat heavily on the closed lid of the toilet.When she closed her eyes, the pink plus signs swam in her mind. Five tests—four positive, one negative.Amelia was, most definitely, pregnant.She buried her face in her palms, her lips quivering as hot tears brimmed in her eyes. Her lips parted with a tiny sob and a sniffle.She was pregnant.She really was.And she had no idea who the father of her child was.Flashback (two months ago)"This place is awesome, isn't it?" Emily grinned. "I've been dying to take you here.""Yeah, it's great." Amelia scrutinized the club before turning back at Emily and smiling. "How did you know about this place?""Ben had suggested it." Emily lifted up her glass of martini to her lips.Amelia followed Emily's action and drank her own, even though she didn't like it
"You called me Alpha." Ben said as he and Emily both entered the Cambell mansion. Amelia, who is standing with her mother, tries to give Emily any kind of signal so she can look at her. She tries to call her many times, but she doesn't receive her call. "Well, we understand it's necessary for all of us to talk about your and Amelia's relationship," replied Brandon, sitting up straight. "Sorry, sir, but what relationship?" Ben replied with a small smile, "We already broke up." Jen looked towards her daughter in confusion but didn't find any answers. "I think it's not wiser for an Alpha like you to leaves your unborn child alone," said Bradnon, looking at the young Alpha. "You need to take responsibility, young man." "Ben dear," Jen starts, "I understand that we are not ok with your and Amelia's relationship, but now. Now things are different." Both Ben and Emilly look towards Amelia in confusion, who shook her head and tried to give them a short signal. "Ma'am, sir, I really do
6 Years Later: "Alec, Ethan, wake up, darling. Mama needs to dress you up so you can meet Ady." Amelia chirps with fake excitement in the silence of a very cold Tuesday morning. She looks down at her watch, sighing at the thought of being late for work for the third time that week. "Babies, please?" Amelia starts to give up when she barely gets any lucid reactions after ten seconds pass. With another longing sigh, she surrenders. "Fine, I'm letting you two sleep some more, but promise me you have to wake up in a few minutes, okay?" There's the shame Amelia knows she'll endure when she arrives at work and judging stares are shot her way by her office mates. All the looks dig deep into the skin of her face. She leaves the room to pack her lunch and Alec and Ethan's daycare backpack. Since she's working until five in the evening, the sweet omega next to her block, whom she calls Adria, takes on the responsibility of watching her two hearts while she's at work. Adira doesn't really c
The elegant but heavy-looking oak door is staring judgmentally at her when Amelia stops in front of the VIP room.It's not like she's never faced VVIPs before; it's just impossible considering she works in the hotel.She drags her feet with faltering speed, obviously taking her time before knocking on the door, while 101 reasons and fears cloud her mind.Knock. Knock.Before she even thinks of knocking again, like any other normal person would do when they didn't get an instant response, she hears a low grunt followed by a deep voice asking her to come in. Amelia twists the knob with her sweaty little hand, not even daring to peek in her headfirst, and just quickly steps inside before turning her back towards the person she is about to face, facing the door while carefully closing it.Then it hit her, and the scent hit her."Mate."Amelia was startled by the voice; she quickly looked towards the owner of the dominant voice.She gaped at the handsome man in his robe, who was standing i
Amelia tries hard to stop the Alpha when the Alpha is going to give her the final bite. The high alpha just ignored her and continued to lap her tongue over Amelia's skin, the deep growl grew louder, and he pumped the last few drops of his saliva into Amelia. Amelia was panicking and speechless because Alpha didn't tell her anything about mating. Fuck. What is she going to tell her children's when they saw the bond mark, even they don't know about it they will still ask questions."Sebestian, stop it please."The alpha finally pulled out from her neck, heavy breath dropped out through his nose, chest heaving and eyes starting to become clearer than before signaling his rut had come to its end. He blinked rapidly while looking around, eyebrows rising at the shaking and crying Amelia, all confused until his brown eyes fell on to the red moist on the area next to Amelia's shoulder."What the fuck?!""Sebestian...""Oh god, I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I-"Amel