Chapter 31 Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Iris POV
The kiss was fucking intense, I would be a liar if I said that didn't turn me on. If he hadn't pulled back, I would have probably offered myself to him.
And then the way in looked in that black dress shirt that hugged his torso perfectly. I was already salivating and wishing I could feel it under my hands.
He looked fucking hot dressed in complete dark dress, like one of those Mafia bosses. Here I am on my bed, reminiscing about something that happened hours ago.
I tossed around in bed, unable to sleep. I picked my phone from the nightstand and checked the time. It was already one AM and I haven't had a wink of sleep.
I don't even know why I am not sleeping. Maybe I do, Vickie had texted me while we were at the restaurant earlier.
Something about the doctor advising her to keep the baby, that getting rid of it might cost her life. But my father doesn't think it's right for her to keep it, he still wants her to proceed with the process.
I don't think this man feels anything honestly, why would you endanger your own child's life. At this point, I'm not sure he is our real father.
I wish mom was still alive, all of this wouldn't be happening. I miss her so much, father wasn't even like this when she was still around.
He used to be gentle and play with us until her death. I and Vickie were so young when it happened and didn't even know what caused her death.
But I overheard dad's call where he was telling the person she was murdered and he won't relent until he has gotten his revenge.
My phone dinged in my hand and I quickly opened the message. It was another message from Vickie.
"I'm scared, Iris." I read under my breath. I didn't bother to reply to her, I just dialed her number. She picked up on the second ring.
"Iris." Even from her voice I could tell she wasn't okay.
"Everything is going to be fine Vickie, I will try to talk to father, see if he will listen." I whispered.
"You talk like you don't know him, Iris. You know he would always do whatever he set his mind to." She responded.
"I know Vickie, but there is no harm in trying right?" I said
"There is harm in trying Iris and you know it. What if he does something to you?" She said, sounding worried.
"I understand that but you can't go ahead with this, even I am scared. I don't want anything to happen to you, Vickie." I muttered.
"I don't want anything to happen to me either." She muttered back.
"What do we do now, or will you just run away and return after you put to bed?" I suggested it, even though I knew it was a stupid suggestion.
"That is clearly out of the picture. If I could, I would have but I don't want to risk my life honestly. Guess, I will just keep on praying to the moon goddess that he changes his mind." She said,
"I will join you in praying too." I whispered.
"Thank you. Where are you by the way, isn't Darius in the room with you?" She asked.
"We stay in separate rooms, so I don't have to worry about him at least for now." I replied.
"Does he suspect I'm not the one?" She asked again.
"Honestly, he does. He knew from the very first moment I stepped into the wedding hall. But I have been denying it but I don't think I can anymore." I said slowly.
"But that's weird because people can barely differentiate us except my mole that gives it away. And you have it now too. Don't you think this is weird at all?" She said,
Right, she isn't aware we are mates either. I thought about telling her but I decided against it. I don't know what she will think about it.
"Yeah, it's weird." I finally replied.
"Well, that aside. I would have suggested getting a divorce but because of father, that wouldn't be possible."
"Thank goodness you know." I breathed out.
"Let's put all of that aside for now and focus on the task at hand. Has father been nagging you about the pregnancy?" I continued.
"Constantly. He reminds me about one million times of how much I am a useless child. But it doesn't get to me, we grew up to this remember?" She answered.
"Yeah, we did." I replied her.
"I hope you are good too. Are you eating well?" She asked.
"Yeah, I have been eating well." I replied.
"Mmn. I should let you get to bed now, it's late already."she said and I nodded my head even though she couldn't see me.
"Yeah." I said and ended the call. I placed the phone on my chest as the call ended. Thinking back to our conversations.
Suddenly thirsty, I sat up looking at my nightstand but my water jug was empty. "Urgh." I groaned, frustrated, now I have to go downstairs and get water.
I stood up from the bed with the jug in my hand, I put on my flip flop and opened the door gently, careful not to wake Darius up.
Even though his room was about five rooms away from mine, I still have to be careful. I tiptoed down the stairs, heaving a sigh of relief as I entered the kitchen.
I flicked the light on heading straight for the fridge. I filled the jug with enough water. I was about to leave the kitchen when I thought of getting a snack.
I opened the fridge again, scanning through the various options of snacks to choose one. Unable to pick one, l picked various snacks. I can always finish the rest some other time.
I closed the fridge glancing around the kitchen when I spotted a pack of my favorite cookies on one of the shelves. I guess I won't be needing these ones any more.
I returned the snacks back to the fridge, walking to the shelves to grab the cookies. I got on my toes trying to reach the pack but I couldn't.
I was about to give up when I felt a rigid chest pressed against my back.