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Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 105- Family
DOMINIC“It’s a boy!” I announce, pushing the door open. Excited squeals and gasps surround me as I look at our family. “I have to go back in!” I say, pulling the door close leaving the noise outside.My wife needs me.Re-entering, I see our baby boy lying on her chest as they clean her up. She looks up, eyes watering. “Our baby,” she says weakly, and I nod vehemently as I kneel before her bed, “He’s so beautiful,” she says as she looks down at him. I nod as tears trail down my cheeks. “Thank you,” I say, rubbing her head. “Thank you.”“Excuse me, sir, please wait outside.” the nurse asks. I nod. “We’ll call you back in a few minutes.”I place a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I'll be right outside.” Leaning down, I kiss the top of my son’s head and walk outside.I find myself turning and looking at the nurse, picking up the baby and going to clean him, I'm sure. Find everybody waiting eagerly. “How are they?”“They're fine. I think they are about to clean them up,” I say, closing the d
Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 106- Epilogue
SAVANNAH“Come back here!” I yell as I chase after my three-year-old son, who seems to be in the mood for his mischief. “Zion! Get back here!”He runs up the stairs and behind his father. “C’mon baby, let me him go,” my husband says as he looks at me. “I'm sure he didn't mean to.”I glare at him. “Uh-huh, I'm sure he didn't mean to take the cookies I made personally for Thanksgiving.”Dominic's eyes widen as he turns to his son, who throws him a toothy grin. “See?” he says as he looks at his son. “He didn't mean it.” I glare at him; he is a sucker for Zion.I roll my eyes as I stretch out my arms to him. “Give me my daughter,” I say as I smirk at him. “Go downstairs and care for everything else since you want to defend your son. Go ahead and take on the responsibility of cleaning the mess he made.”He pouts. “But I am holding our baby,” he says as he kisses our princess. “C’mon.”I glare at him. “Give her to me. You and your son go and take care of everything else.” He pouts, but I rem
Our Marriage, Our Rules Author Note
Hey Everyone!This is a bittersweet moment for me, and I am so glad I can finally take some time off my machine and relax!No hard feelings, but I deserve some me time.Now, unto more serious matters, this book has ended, putting us in an expectation of what is next. I am proud to announce that there is a sequel to this BOOK!!! Yayyyyyyy! Are you as excited as I am? Then scream with with me! YAYYYYYY!So, if you noticed, I have been dropping hints in this book about what to expect next, and I can't wait to dive into these lovely people's books. I hope you guys will be as patient with them as you were with Dominic and Savannah Marshalls.There is no release date yet, as I am taking a break, but keep your notifications on and stay tuned for updates!! I will create an Instagram and Facebook account when I start the next book for updated information!!!Thanks to everyone who gave this book a chance and decided to spend on it, including the comments; shout out to JUICY MISS, whose comment
Our Marriage, Our Rules 1- Big Bills
SavannahDo you ever feel like there's someone responsible for your destiny, and they're messing with you all the way? Because I do. I think the same.I've always been known to be a hustler, and I take pride in it. But occasionally, I feel like the hustle isn't meant for me.I have a dream, just like every young woman, and I want to achieve those dreams—to be better and do better. But it is a struggle for me, especially with a sick mother, an absent father, and a lazy brother. I must do everything, give up my schooling and my things, and be a family woman.Even right now, I'm in the hospital, watching as my mom is tied to a life machine. The beeping sound constantly reminds her that she can't do anything alone.I sigh as I wrap my hands around her dainty ones, placing a kiss on her knuckles."Please be okay," I whisper as I rub her knuckles tenderly. "You have to be okay."I hear footsteps entering the room, and I turn to see the doctor standing there. "You didn't leave?" He asks, watc
Our Marriage, Our Rules 2-Sperm Donor
Savannah“Hello, Daughter.”I ball my hands into fists and breathe calmly. Being angry right now won't help my case. “Hello, Mr. Knights,” I gritted, walking towards him.He smirks. “Mr. Knights? Is that the way to greet your father? Aren't you going to call me Dad?”I grit my teeth together and dig my fingers into my palms. “It's nice to see you again, Mr. Knights,” I say, emphasizing the “Mr. Knights.”He seems to catch on because he smirks. “Indeed it is. How may I help you?”As tried as I might be, I need to remain calm and patient with him if I'm going to get anything out of him. “I need your help.”His eyes widen for a second before he smirks. “You need my help?” he asks, slowly looking at me and observing me. “I never thought the day would come when you'd ask for my help, considering you hate me.”My eyes snap to his. “I hate you?” I grit out, “I. Hate. You?!” He doesn't answer; he continues to watch me. I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts coming from the things I want to
Our Marriage, Our Rules 3- Settle
DOMINICI sit behind the desk and watch as my father rattles on about the board, wanting me to get married. I don't understand why I must be married before handling a business I've been running for years.“You're soft with these men. You own most of the company, so why must I get married before I can take over?”He sighs, “Son, they own shares too, and besides, the fact that you are getting married is a good image for the company, and I also want grandbabies, too. I'm not getting any younger”.“Dad, don't start, please. I prefer the single life; women are just too stressed. I need to focus on the work without a nagging wife”.He smiles and says, “You might think so, son, but you'll understand when you meet your wife and have that intimacy.”I look at my father, really look at him. He's tired, and there are dark circles under his eyes, and I can't help but feel a tinge of guilt. He's been running around looking for this marriage ever since.“Okay, fine,” I mutter. “What's the deal with
Our Marriage, Our Rules 4-The Contract
SavannahToday is the day.The woman staring at me does not resemble the person I was yesterday or even a month ago.I'm wearing a knee-length floral white dress adorned with a beautiful red rose on the front. After contemplating red and black heels, I opted for the black ones, which boosted my confidence.Makeup isn't my strong suit, so I apply lip gloss and pinch my cheeks to achieve a rosy hue. My hair falls in waves on my shoulders, and I can't help but appreciate the curls, even if I don't enjoy anything Bill did yesterday.I look stunning.Satisfied with my appearance, I pick up my black Zara bag and head out the door. The sperm donor, Mr. Knight, sent me an address - "Bela Casa Hotel.” He offered to drop me off, but I politely declined; I must remind myself that I was doing this for my mother. Nobody else.Not for me. Not for Mr. Knight, and certainly not for the Marshalls.The Uber I ordered was already waiting out front when I stepped outside. “Are you Savannah?” the driver as
Our Marriage, Our Rules 5-Feisty
DominicI observe her green eyes glaring at me from across the table, and I can't help but smirk. She's feisty.I came here expecting to see his spoiled daughter, not this stunning beauty. Her hair falls in curls over her shoulder, and I'm tempted to know how soft they feel. Her lips, painted with nothing but lip gloss, are mesmerizing. Her dress hugs her body in all the right places, and her figure is so alluring that I find myself drawn to it.But no, I can't go there. I maintain my smirk as her eyes narrow at me. “So you're going to be my wife?” I remark, scanning the room. “I wasn't expecting someone like you.”“Somebody like me?” she asks, curious about my perception. Her voice is soothing, almost like a siren's. Well, not that I've heard one, but I imagine this is what a siren sounds like.“Yes,” I say, looking at her but not elaborating further. I expected her to ask for clarification, but she didn't.“If you're expecting me to ask about what you mean, I'm afraid that's not goin
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- Our Marriage, Our Rules Author Note
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 106- Epilogue
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 105- Family
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 104-Still the Same
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 103-A Proposal
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 102-It will be okay
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 101-The Verdict
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 100-An Almost Verdict
- Our Marriage, Our Rules Chapter 99-Things I didn't know about
