Page 38 of The Beast of London & His Pet

This was the love of my life. I thought with a sigh.

She didn’t last long before she fell asleep and it occurred to me that it might be a symptom of pregnancy. When we got home Igently woke her up before glancing at her emerald green top. It reminded me of the colour of her underwear when I first met her.

“Wake up, Kitten,” I said as she wrinkled her nose before her eyes fluttered open.

She smiled sleepily at me and I reached around her to unclip her belt before helping her out of the car. She stretched her arms in the air as I locked the car.

“You might be pregnant, Kitten,” I said to her as I put my arm around her waist.

“That’s not possible,” she said with a frown.

“Do you honestly think that I wouldn’t find out about your pills?” I asked as we reached the door.

When she didn’t say anything, I glanced at her and saw that she was dumbfounded.

“I switched your pills out. You haven’t been taking contraceptives,” I said magnanimously helping her out of her confused state.

“Pregnant,” she said blankly before she frowned. “But I had a period like normal.”

“We can make an appointment with the doctor tomorrow,” I said helpfully.

“No, go get a pregnancy test just now,” she said gripping my arm. “I’ve been drinking wine and swearing. Oh, my god, you’ve been poking it with your donkey dick. Go get a test. In fact, I am coming with you.”

I paused at her reaction but it couldn’t hurt to get a few pregnancy tests. I should have thought of them sooner since I’ve been balls deep inside her from the day of our wedding.

“You’re tired. You have a bath and relax. I will go and get the test,” I said bending down to kiss her cheek.

“Oh, my God. A baby. Aww. A little green and hazel eyed baby,” she said before she began to chuckle. “I can picture you being a girl dad. She would walk all over you. Actually, I think you would be a pushover for a boy or a girl.”

“I would be happy with anything,” I said with a grin.

“I might give birth to kittens then,” she said tapping her chin. “Cute baby kittens.”

I beamed at her before I slapped her ass and pushed her into the house. I loved her curvy ass and couldn’t wait to see what she looked like carrying my son or daughter.

I whistled all the way to the car before I realised that she hadn’t baulked at the notion of being pregnant even though she thought she had been on the pill. It was a testimony to how far we had both come.

Chapter 24

Francesca

I hadn’t reached the staircase when the doorbell rang and wondered if Alessio had left his keys at home. I opened the door but froze when I saw a man wearing a balaclava. He swung something at my head and I saw a glint of silver before a blinding pain exploded at the side of my head. I crumpled on the spot and saw the man’s blue jeans before everything went black.

When I woke up, it was pitch black, and as I remembered what happened, I realised that I was in a car boot and the car was on the move. Alessio had warned me but I’d never listened to him because Rocco was always there and when he wasn’t Alessio was always with me.

A sob escaped me when I thought of why Alessio left me. I began to pray for my baby, silently begging God to save us. My hands were tied behind my back and they felt like the same zip ties that Nero had used the night I met Alessio. I wriggled my legs but my feet were tied up. I racked my brain wondering who would dare do this to us.

Alessio would go crazy when he returned home to find me missing. The car began to slow down before it turned, and I tried to use my hands so I wasn’t tossed around. I pushed my feet at the side of the boot and tried to get a grip. My heart raced and the driver continued the journey. We were on smaller roads now. I had no idea how long I had been unconscious or where he was taking me.

When the car came to a stop, I thought I would have a heart attack, so I decided to play dead. I kept my eyes closed when I heard someone get out of the car. My ears were pricked up and alert for any other sounds.

I couldn’t think of anything but survival. I had to survive. The thought forced my body to relax. I calmly took a few deep breaths, ignoring the throbbing pain in my head. I could do this until Alessio found me. I thought of the Beast and all of his rage.

The boot opened and I didn’t flinch or move. There was silence and the man didn’t move.

“Fucking bitch,” he muttered before he gripped my hair and dragged my head up.

I forced myself to keep my act in play and it worked because after another pause he hauled me out of the car and flung me over his shoulder. My dangling hair obscured my vision, but it looked like he had brought me to a rundown rural cottage. There weren’t any other houses that I could see, but it wasn't easy to gauge because the garden had hedges surrounding it.

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