Page 78 of Pain and Possession

"I could be in perfect health and not pregnant. Look me in the eye and tell me it would make a difference." His jaw clenches, making my point for me.

"She tried to have me killed Noè. Put our baby at risk, and you'll deny me the chance at helping take her down. You know I can handle-“

"Stop."

I clench my fists taking a step back from him. It's the same argument we've been having since I woke up to him huddled beside me in my hospital bed.

It's too dangerous. You can't go.

"I'm going."

I watch that cold anger flash through his warm hazel eyes as he jerks me up roughly by my hips, putting me up on the bathroom counter. The cool countertop does nothing to quell the anger that sparks inside me. "No." He speaks with such finality, like I'm one of his soldiers.

Yeah, that’s not going to work for me.

"We'll see about that." I smirk, knowing I'm playing with fire. Anticipating the burn that comes with upsetting Noè. I gasp as he clutches my chin tightly pushing my head back into the mirror.

"Now isn't the time to be a fucking brat, Olive."

A brat?

A fucking brat?

I scowl at the heat that floods my core, ignoring the urge to press myself into his still hardened cock. "Whatever you say dear." I watch as he bites down hard on his lip, the veins in his arms straining. I know he doesn't believe me, nor should he. He wanted so desperately for me to be a part of his family.

To be his.

I'm all in. He can suck it the fuck up.

Chapter nineteen

Allies & Arguments

Noè

Mylittledollsambereyes burn holes into the back of my skull as I straighten my suit jacket. As adorable as it is watching her sit on our bed with her small frame and crossed arms, I know all too well Olive's anger is nothing to take lightly. I peek over my shoulder, the oversized hoodie she's wearing seems to swallow her whole. Her long dark hair pulled haphazard into a messy bun piled high on her head.

You're fucking adorable.

I hate that she's upset with me, that she feels left out. I agreed to be her equal, not that I ever saw her as anything less. This… leaving without her. Forcing her into the backseat of revenge she deserves it goes against that. She knows it and I know it but it doesn't matter. I won't allow her to be hurt again. It shouldn't have happened then and certainly won't now with her carrying our child. I bite down on my inner lip, trying to hide the smile that threatens to spread across my face.

Our child. I'm going to be a father.

Not just a father though, I'll be a dad. The best dad in the world. I'll teach them to ride a bike, to swim, I'll teach them how to sing their ABC's. Not how to effectively dismember a corpse at thirteen.

I'll make Olive proud.

"Why are you smiling?" She asks, her frown deepening. I clear my throat, ignoring the warm feeling in my face and the heavy beating of my heart, "Thinking about you, both of you."

Her delicate round face softens before she catches herself slipping, "Take me with you. I can help “

I lean over the bed as a knock comes from my office doors. Pressing my lips deeply to hers, drinking her in. Another knock. I ignore it taking my time as I slowly slip my tongue past her soft lips. She let's out a small moan as I press against her, making her fall back against the dark headboard.

"Be a good girl and stay put little doll."

I pull away, not missing the hidden agenda behind the uncharacteristically sweet smile she gives me. I know she plans to follow me; Rem and the others have been given strict orders to not allow that. Hock will be with me; Kurt and Buffy were given tonight off. That pretty much covers anyone she could corrupt into helping her. There will be plenty of opportunities for her to prove herself to the family, to me when she's not pregnant. Not that I feel like she needs to but not everyone will be as accepting of her. What I'm about to is going to piss off many, luckily for me the Arcuri family holds the line. Meaning those families can be as pissed as they want, they aren't strong enough to do anything about it.

"I love you." The sincerity in her eyes makes my heart flutter as I bend back down to her. Lightly rubbing my nose against hers, "I love you more." I go further down, taking time to inhale her sweet euphoric scent.

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