Page 131 of Vicious Little Princess

That rare giggle escaped Caterina, and that was it for all of us. We crowded her, wrapping ourselves around her.

A baby.

We were having a baby.

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~Julian~

“Good little bitch.”

“You’ll never survive this. I promise you that.”

“Aww, don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. I want you to. I want you to hate that you enjoy it.”

My eyes snapped open, and I went to bolt up in bed, only to find myself weighed down by Caterina sleeping fully on me.

I frowned. That wasn’t how I’d remembered things being last night.

Milo had been on one edge of the bed right beside me, his leg flung over me and his arm grasping Cat. Then Nico had been on the other edge of the bed spooning her. I mean, yeah, during the night, things could have shifted a little, but not by this much.

The night light that Nico had brought in for me was on as usual, the soothing blue glow providing enough illumination for me to take in the rest of the scene I’d woken up to.

Milo hadn’t just shifted. He wasn’t here at all.

Neither was Nico.

What the hell was going on?

After Cat had told them about the pregnancy, it had come up just how horny she’d been recently, and we’d all given her what she’d needed and fucked each other’s brains out. Over and over and fucking over. We’d basically crawled into bed.

Thankfully, they’d been so exhausted that they hadn’t woken up as I’d startled awake a couple of hours ago from the first nightmare.

I’d been worried about it happening, something I’d kept to myself because I didn’t want a fucking intervention, or them—especially Milo—pushing me to face things head-on. That was the last thing I needed right now.

The only fucking thing I needed was to put Angelo in the ground.

That was all.

That would do it.

Itwould.

And I was determined to make it so through sheer force of will.

I didn’t want it dragging on and becoming all I thought about, my whole fucking focus.

I had things to do. Carver Group needed my attention, we needed to prepare for the baby, to figure a hell of a lot out where that was concerned,andwe needed to bring down the two families and settle everything there so our baby wasn’t brought into a war zone.

I looked out at Cat, sleeping so soundly.

The urge to stay in her warmth was strong, but I was too restless after that nightmare to be able to do that. I needed to clear my mind, or I’d just go right back to the fucking thing.

And now I was also worried about where the hell Nico and Milo had fucked off to.

Jesus.

So, I carefully extricated myself, snatched my boxers off the floor, then headed on out of the room.

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