Page 85 of Black Mark's Heart

Chapter Seventeen

Two Weeks After Bora Bora

"I'm going to kill him," I muttered to myself.

I turned my head at the slight knock at the door. "Mora, you ready to go?"

With a sigh, I packed my bathroom bag and closed it before I unlatched the bathroom door and opened it. Darius was leaning on the other side looking at me nervously.

"Yes."

His eyes raked over me, and I recognized that look in his eyes. He wants to tell me to forget tonight and let's get naked. Darius smiled. "Thank you for doing this with me. I know there are going to be people here you'd rather never see again, but business is business."

"As long as we are home by lunch tomorrow," I reminded him. We were two days out from Willow's first birthday and I wanted to be home in time to set up for the party. I also missed my babies.

Darius took my hand. "You know we will be."

I let him tug me out of the bathroom and hand me my jacket as we walked out the door. He was nervous, trying not to show it, but I could tell. It would be the first event in London we would attend openly together, despite being a year after the tabloids had a field day with our secret marriage. His former Fehu brothers would all be in attendance tonight, and Darius was about to turn up and flaunt that he'd not lost a thing when he chose me.

We rode silently in the car for a few minutes before I squeezed his hand. "You realize this is our ninth-year anniversary tonight?" I asked. Darius looked at me. "Nine years ago, we met at this same charity event, and you took me home and stole my virginity and my heart," I teased.

Darius smirked. It didn't reach his eyes, that's how tense he was. "Want to be my virgin again tonight, baby?"

I shook my head. I leaned in and bit his ear, my hand sweeping inside his tuxedo jacket and down to his groin. "No," I murmured. "I much prefer enjoying sex with you." I felt him harden in my hand. "Now relax. We are together, and they can't touch you anymore."

Darius moved my hand from his groin gently. He cupped my face in his hands. "It's not me I worry about, Mora. Don't leave my side tonight."

"What if I need to pee?" I asked seriously.

Darius gave me his first real smirk all day. "We aren't staying that long, Mora. Two hours at best."

I exhaled a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Now, do you want to tell me what's going on with you?" Darius asked.

"Me? What do you mean?" I tried for innocence.

Darius quirked a brow at me. "I'm talking about this." He touched my breast. I flinched and pulled back from his contact. Darius lifted my chin to look at him. "For days I haven't been able to touch you without you recoiling from me. Considering you are normally hanging to get me naked, Mora, that's quite a turnaround. Want to tell me what I've done to..." Darius's eyes went wide. "Did I do something wrong on Wednesday night? I followed Jasper's instructions..."

"Dare, stop." I took his hands in mine to calm him. "You did really well with the bleeding. I loved it, if you couldn't tell." I smiled and Darius looked absolutely relieved.

"So, why do you not like me touching you suddenly?"

"I love you touching me, Dare. I hate when you are away from me because I hate going to sleep without your hands on me. It's not you touching me, it's where you're touching me," I educated. "My breasts are very tender right now. Give me a few more weeks to settle into the first trimester and I will want your hands on me all day long."

Darius looked at me, confused. "First tri..." His eyes went wide and dropped to my belly. I hadn't managed to get it flat again after Willow was born. It was like I had a permanent little pouch now. "You're pregnant again? But you're on the pill."

"Yeah well..." I grumbled. "Remember how I was really sick before we went away?" I asked. Darius nodded. "That rendered the pill ineffective, so, because you refuse to wear a condom, I'm pregnant again," I grouched. "Jeez, I must be the most fertile woman on the planet. We have unprotected sex even once and wham, I'm pregnant."

Darius watched me, and I could see him trying really hard not to smile.

"Don't you dare smile about this, Darius Rafal. I'm going to have three children under three when this bub is born," I warned.

"We did agree on four, Mora." Darius struggled to keep his face straight while he reminded me of our agreement.

"Yes, but at no point did I agree to have a baby every year until we got those four," I debated. "I expected a few years between each child like Jeremy and Cassandra." I hid my face in my hands. "God! Jeremy is going to kill me. My bookings were just picking up, and I go and get pregnant again."

Darius took my hands away from my face, and that egotistical smile couldn't be hidden anymore. "Baby, you don't need to work for anything more than the love of your music, so don't start with that."

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