The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

“A-Are you sure? I mean, you are not ready at all considering what happened. I would rather not see you in that state ever again.” He stated, concern flashing on his features.

“You were so devastated when we lost Ivy’s twin, I just don’t want that to happen again. What if something bad happens to our baby? I can’t bear to see you heartbroken.”

She held his hands, staring into his eyes affectionately. “I’m fine. I have gotten over it. I mean, it took some time, but I am finally ready to have another baby. I want to have a baby while I still can, and as you know, I’m nearing menopause. It would be great to bring in a little creature into the world.”

“If that’s what you want, then okay!” He laughed, nervously. “It would be great to have another baby!”

“Yes!” She giggled. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I love you, baby.” She wrapped her hand around his neck and pecked him on the lips repeatedly.

A warm smile became engraved on his face when he saw her smile so much. “I love you, too!”

He loved seeing her happy. Marrying her was the best thing that ever happened to him. He would never give her up for anything in this world. She was his life, his everything, his happiness, his world, the mother of his children and he would cherish her forever.

“Fuck. I’m nervous. I’m gonna be a father again. It’s a lot to take in.” He said, taking in a deep breath.

“Yeah, me too, I’m super nervous. I know I suck at taking care of a baby now. It’s being long I took care of one, not to talk of carrying one in me. I’m gonna get all fat again.” She looked a bit uneasy.

“You just add on a little weight, no biggie. You become dazzling when you’re pregnant, but you get all grumpy and moody. And your mood swings are terrible.” He groaned, bushed. “I can’t believe I’m gonna go through all of that again.”

“Well, you have to.” She pecked his cheeks, smirking. “I enjoy making your life miserable.”

“You are so mean.” He pouted.

“I gonna ditch all of my pills in the sink.”

“Really? We are really doing this!” He nodded, feeling a bit antsy.

“Yes, we are. I don’t need the pills anymore. Instead, I would replace them with some folic acid pills. It would help with the pregnancy. We could also see the doctor for some tips. So, when can we start?” She squealed. She was so excited about having another baby.

“How about tonight?” He raised his eyebrows at her.

“Fine by me.” She bit her lips.

“We could also try that style you talked about. And we could do it in the closet. Your favorite place to be fucked.” He winked.

“I would be looking forward to tonight then, Mr. Garcia. And I want a boy this time!”

“How about twin boys?”

“Fine by me.”

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How many girls have you kissed before me?” She suddenly asked.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

His lips curled into a taunting smile. “Do I sense jealousy in your tone?”

“I’m not jealous! It’s not like I care.” She defended, sharply, crossing her arms and scoffing. Of course, she cared. She would rather not admit it, but she was green with envy.

Amusement flashed on his face, his lips twitching a little. “I find that hard to believe, baby.”

“I need to leave!” She tried to push him away, but he tightened his grip on her waist and questioned with a small smirk, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To meet my parents!” She wondered what they would think of her when she was busy kissing her goddamn professor for such a long time!

“If I told you are the only woman I have ever kissed, would you believe me?” He questioned, arching his eyebrows at her, seriously.

“No, I wouldn’t believe you, and I don’t.” She pursed her lips and crossed her arms. Why would she believe she was the first kiss to a man as cute and sexy as himself?

Gosh, she was making a fuse out of nothing. He did find her jealousy quite amusing. It was, in fact, true. She was the only woman he has ever kissed.

“I thought you said you didn’t care a few seconds ago.” He twisted his lips in mockery.

“I don’t care. You can kiss as many women as you want, and I won’t move a finger. Now, would you let me go, professor?”

“Hmm. We will continue this later…” He flicked his tongue on her lower lip.

He took in her lower lip into his mouth and sucked on her lip for a few seconds, after which, he bit her lips softly and for a moment she lost her breath, feeling electricity run through her body.

“Wifey,” he winked. Wifey? The nerves of this man to think I would actually marry him?

She scoffed and retorted. “I am not your wife!”

“Well, not now, but soon.” A smug look ran across his features.

“What makes you so sure?”

“Let’s watch and see,” he replied casually and added, “Stay close to me. I’m your date for tonight.”

“I don’t remember agreeing to that. I don’t need a date!”

“You didn’t ask for one, but I made myself one. Accept it.” He simpered, pecking her lips.

“What if I don’t wanna accept it?”

“You have no choice.” He opened his arms slightly, as if gesturing for her to entwine her arms with his.

She reluctantly took his arms, and they walked arm in arm together. They appeared like the most stunning and lovely couple one could ever see.

He felt her shiver under his touch when she glanced at the crowd again.

“Don’t be afraid. Now close your eyes and take in a deep breath.” She did as he instructed, shutting her eyelids and drawing in a deep breath.

“Consider the crowd to be an obstacle to the final exam that you’re gonna be writing in a few weeks time. You have studied so hard for that exam, it would be disappointing to see you fail after putting in so much effort, and for what? A minor obstacle. Are you gonna let it defeat you, or are you are gonna overcome it and be victorious in the end? Your choice.”

“I’m gonna go overcome it, I can’t fail!” She said with determination laced in her voice.

“Good, now I want you to remove that obstacle, that fear. Fear is what makes us weak, and you’re not a weakling!”

“I am not a weakling!” She repeated his words, fiercely and ready to take on her fears.

“I like the sound of that. My woman can never be a weakling!”