Page 42 of The Bratva King's Twins

I could still hardly wrap my head around the idea, but I was grateful regardless.

Even if I had spent years focusing strictly on the family business and my siblings, something in me always wanted children of my own. I wanted the chance to give someone a childhood better than the one I experienced and to prepare them for whatever future they desired.

One would think I wouldn’t want them after raising my siblings, but the thought of having a child of my own instilled an incredible pride within me, especially knowing it would happen with Vivian.

“You don’t need to worry about anything,” I said, pressing a kiss against her head. “I’m going to look after you and the baby. No matter what, you two are my top priority. I’ll do whatever it takes.”

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After I managed to calm Vivian down and we both soaked in the great news, I decided breakfast was in order.

Vivian ate as best as she could, not as hesitant now that I knew about the pregnancy and she didn’t have to hide it from me. Once she got some food and orange juice in her system, her skin brightened up again, and she looked like she was in much better condition than before.

I was glad to see her up and moving around more comfortably, and not weighed down by that nausea.

“What next?” I asked, taking both of our empty plates over to the sink.

“I think a shower,” she mumbled in slight dismay at her current state.

Smiling at her, I returned to where she was and slipped an arm behind her back while the other went under her legs, and I lifted her into my arms. “I can make that happen.”

She mirrored that expression and leaned into me, visibly calmer and more relaxed.

With ease, I carried her up the stairs as she giggled to herself, returning to her usual self, to my relief.

In the bathroom, I carefully put her down and started the shower, putting a hand under the water to make sure it was a suitable temperature.

While I did so, Vivian was already stripping out of her tennis uniform, and the moment I glanced over at her, the sight of her perfect body was enough to spark desire in me.

I reached out for her as she met my gaze with those innocent eyes, and once her hand was in mine, I pulled her against my body.

“I still can’t believe you’re carrying our child,” I murmured, letting the warm haze that filled the bathroom take over my mind, too. My hands ghosted up and down her waist, wondering if she’d be up for it. “I can’t wait to see your swollen belly.”

She gave me a shy smile. “I was afraid you wouldn’t like seeing me so big.”

The thought alone made my cock stir, aggravated by the light friction of her body pressed up against mine.

“The opposite,” I hummed, hooking a finger under her chin to pull her closer. “It’s making me hard just thinking about it.”

Her smile grew then as a seductive veil covered her gaze, and she murmured against my lips without touching them, “Then get undressed and join me.”

Blinking back at her as another wave of desire hit me, Vivian turned away and headed for the shower, making me scramble out of my clothes.

Chapter 20 - Vivian

Warm water cascaded down my body, immediately soothing me as it rained down all around me. It pulled that uncomfortable sweaty dampness out of my skin and left me feeling surrounded by warmth instead.

It took the edge away from how gross I had felt after being sick and was refreshing, much to my relief.

But it didn’t take long to feel his presence behind me, spurring excitement through my entire system.

Ari approached, caging me against the wall as he loomed over me and moved my hair to expose my shoulder. With one hand against the tiles next to my head and the other on my waist, he leaned in and pressed a kiss against my skin before slowly trailing them up my neck.

I sighed at the feeling of his lips against me, pushing me further into a state of anticipation. A shiver ran down my spine as his hand just barely held me, making sure I couldn’t get away from him.

Tilting my head to the side, I offered him better access, eager to feel more of those delicate sensations.

He moved with such an agonizingly slow speed that I could feel my patience waning. As much as I wanted to soak in his affections, each kiss made me hungry for more, squirming as his lips continued to crawl upwards.

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