by V. Domino
After our shopping was done, I drove us back home.
“Mommy, does Santa makes wishes come true?’’ Herold asks from the back seat.
“Yes, buddy.’’
“If I make a wish to him, will he fulfill it?’’
“Of course. He will love to hear your wish. What will you wish for?’’
He looked down at his lap with his cheeks flushing before he looked at me with his blue eyes. “I want a baby sister, Mommy.’’
My heart somersaults right at the spot from his words. I feel overwhelmed with joy that tears start threatening my eyes. “You really want a baby sister?’’
He nods. “Yes, Mommy. Can Santa give me a baby sister?’’ he asks hopefully.
“Of course, my sweet little boy. He will make your wish come true.’’
“Really?’’ he shrieks with excitement.
“Really.’’
All I can hope is Perses feels the same way, too.
By the time we reach home it’s nearly lunchtime. I start preparing lunch when my mother enters the room, mumbling to herself while looking at the list. Christmas time is quite a busy time for managing occasions and florists are highly needed in these times. No wonder my mother is busy for the past few days.
“All set for the decorations for your clients, Mother?’’ I ask while stirring the hot pot of chicken soup.
She nods with a soft smile. “Yes. All done.’’
“Good.’’ I nod back and return to my cooking while my mind keeps drifting back and forth on the untold news.
My mother sighs heavily beside me and turns off the burner making me frown in confusion. “What’s wrong?’’
“You tell me, dear. I can see your mind running for days. What is bothering you, Hope?’’ she asks, cupping my chin with wariness reflecting in her eyes.
I sigh closing my eyes, feeling the softness of her palms against my cheeks.
“I-I’m pregnant, Mother.’’
She gasps, her eyes widening slightly with shock which soon gets replaced by pure joy.
“Oh, Hope. It’s the best Christmas present,’’ her voice started to clog as happy tears started to stream down her cheeks. Cupping my face, she leaned forward and kissed my forehead, making my heart flutter. I returned her smile, but it was halfhearted.
She frowned. “What’s wrong, Hope? This is a great news, so, why is there doubt reflecting in your eyes?’’
I shake my head looking down. “I haven’t told Perses yet.’’
“You are worried he won’t be happy about it?’’ she asks, mentioning my fear.
I nod, unable to find my words to open up more about my fear.
She holds my hands, giving me a determined look. “He loves you more than anything in this world, Hope. It’s true that your love story didn’t have a normal beginning. You both have been through a lot and yet you two have come so far. This baby,’’ she places her palm against my flat belly, “he will love and protect this baby with everything he has, just like the way he protects you and Herold.’’
I swallow the lump in my throat, still feeling the weight of doubt on my shoulders.
Mother tilted my chin up, meeting my eyes. “Tell him, Hope. He deserves to know. He missed out so much during Herold’s time because of his past. But that no longer exists. So, give him this another chance to make up for the time he lost.’’
She is right. Perses should know.
He may never say it, but when sometimes I share those past few years, he lost I can clearly see the regret painted on his face. He hides his regret with a tight smile but deep down I know how much he wishes to be the father Herold always wanted since the very beginning. But now, with this baby, there is a new hope. Another chance for him which he deserves.
I will tell Perses.
I enter the house when muffled voices greet me. Setting my bag and papers on the living room, I follow the voices and head towards the kitchen and find Hope and my mother-in-law talking with each other. Both of them give me a surprised look from my arrival and separate their ways.
“Everything alright?’’ I ask.
Hope nods with a gentle smile. Her mother leaves the room while Hope stalks towards me and wraps her arms around me. Standing on her tiptoes she presses her lips against mine in a gentle kiss. Smiling against her lips my arms wrap around her, pulling her closer.
“Someone has been missing me a lot,’’ I whisper biting her bottom lip.
She traces my lower lip with her tongue, making me groan as burning desire starts igniting inside me. But I can’t do this now.
“Someone sure did.’’ Her hands skate down my abdomen, reaching for my bulge, but I hold her wrists and stop her motion.
“Not now,’’ I give a peck on her lips, “I just need to finish a few works for the conference then I’m all yours.’’
She gives an adorable pout making me wish I didn’t had work to do and I could just take my wife to our bedroom, spending my time exploring every inch of her. No matter how many days pass by, I can never get enough of her.
“Okay. But I want my husband as soon as possible.’’
Chuckling under my breath, I kiss her temple. “I will be downstairs and get the pipeline fixed.’’
She rolls her eyes. “We should really get a plumber for that and maybe change the basement into more like a normal basement than a…,’’ she shrugs trying to find a fitting word, “horror movie basement.’’
I let out a hearty laugh, loving my wife’s imagination. “After Christmas I will take care of it.’’
With one last possessive kiss on her lips, I head downstairs in the basement. Due to the leaking pipes and the dark interior of the basement nobody else came here, except for me. I switched on the light and locked the door, heading to the left corner.
And there he was. Tied to the chair with duct tape on his mouth as his head bowed down. He has been unconscious since last night when I caught him. I knew someone was definitely going to come after me, but I didn’t expect it to be so soon. I even had to lie to Hope about it. She has no idea about this captor living under our roof.
Taking the extra chair, I sit in front of him. I take the cold ice water bucket and throw it on his face, making him wake up with a start. His wide eyes looking around until they land on me.
“You know the drill. I ask you questions, and you answer, if not then you get tortured, blah, blah, blah,’’ I mutter as if I was seriously bored before taking the heavy hammer from the table and patting it against my palm.
“But you know well who I am and what I’m capable of. I never torture bit by bit. One wrong answer and this hammer will be slammed right through your head. In seconds you will die. So, you better have your answers ready,’’ I said coldly, leaning to him and taking off the duct tape halfway.
He was panting heavily with terror glimmering in his eyes.
“How did you know my location?’’ I ask, leaning back against the chair with my feet resting on my opposite knee.
He gulped. “The last location from your radio call last year. We traced it and found your location.’’
“Who else knows the coordinates?’’
His lips wobbled as he hesitated to answer. I glared at him with ferocity.
“Very few of us because others are looking for you in other countries.’’
“And have you sent any confirmation that this is my location?’’
He shakes his head.
That was a relief. Partially. It meant more are on their way to hunt me down.
“Did you come here to kill me only?’’
“We were assigned to kill you and the girl. Everyone knows she turned you into a pussy and here you are living a pathetic life with that whore.’’
Before he could mutter another word, I furiously slammed the hammer right across his temple as his body instantly fell on the ground with a loud thud. Blood started to pool around him as it flowed from his nose and mouth while he laid on the ground like a lifeless body.
/> I cracked my neck to ease up the tension as I sat back, thinking of a way to stop another war coming after my family. I had to leave by tomorrow and deal with my past once and for all. After few minutes of sitting there I let out a heavy sigh before I kneeled down and carried the fucker’s body to the corner and putting it in a long, black bag. Blood coated my hands, turning it crimson as I was wiping off the evidence from the floor. Just then a faint footstep caught her attention followed by a child’s squeal.
Fuck. Herold.
I quickly wiped my hands clean, throwing the crimson cloth in the garbage before leaving the basement. A tiny body collides against my thigh and I know well who it is.
“What are you doing here, buddy?’’ I ask, carrying my son in my arms with his truck toy in hand.
“I wanted to play with you Dad, but I couldn’t find you,’’ he muttered with his sweet, gentle tone making my heart melt.
I smiled and kissed his temple. “I have told you before not to come here. You know well the basement is dark and you might get hurt. Don’t come here again, understood buddy?’’
He nods and wraps his tiny arms around me, and we head inside, leaving my sins behind for now until it will come back to haunt me again. For the next few hours, I spend my quality time with my family. By night, I excuse myself and head towards my bedroom. Grabbing my phone, I text all the information I gathered so far to Antonio, along with my arrival time.
When I returned back to the dining room, only Hope was there cleaning up the table. Herold and my mother-in-law left some time ago. It was only me and my wife.
Her back turned towards me as she cleaned the dishes and put them in the dishwasher like every night. She looked domestic but in her own element, looking calm and in ease. This is the life she always dreamed about. A dream she quit at one point when she was blind, but I made her dreams come true because she deserved every bit of happiness.
Even in my dark soul, she found the light that was lost ages ago when I lost my mother. She made my dead heart beat with her innocence and love. She will always be my forever and I will always belong to her.
I walk towards her and wrap my arms around with her back against my chest. I bury my face in her hair, inhaling the sweet and addictive floral fragrance that turns me on every fucking time.
“I love you so much, прекрасный,’’ I whisper against her skin.
She chuckles lightly. “I love you, too. So much.’’
She leans against my body while putting the last plate in the dishwasher and wiping her hands clean. Moving her hair aside my lips starts to dust gentle kisses along her smooth neckline. I feel her body shudder from my gentle touches. Gradually, my kisses turn rough and I suck on her nerve point while my hands grab her waist. Her head resting against my shoulder as her eyes closes, her body writhing already in anticipation. My hands sneak under her shirt, feeling her flawless pale skin. Goose bumps prickle all over her skin as my hands continue their journey until they grab on her soft breasts.
Fuck. She isn’t wearing a bra.
Grunting against her neck, I squeeze her breasts together, earning a soft whimper from her kissable lips.
“Ah!’’ she moans.
Giving her nipples few hard pinches, I feel my erection digging against my pants, begging for release. Her face turns sideways, and she starts to kiss me. Her tongue peaks out and swirls with mine in an erotic dance. She arched her back with her ass brushing my erection while her hands snake behind, tugging my hair.
Fucking Christ. She is so addictive.
“You look so fucking beautiful,’’ I whisper against her lips.
She lets out breathy whimpers as my fingers and mouth work their magic on her beautiful body. Unable to take it anymore, I whirl her around and pick her up. Our lips never leaving each other while our bodies burn with desire. I set her on the kitchen counter, her legs tightly wrapped around my hips and her hands tugging my hair like she can’t get enough. I give a gentle nibble on her bottom lip before pulling back and laying her down on the counter. Her darkened eyes never leave mine, making her look even more desirable. I tug her pants down in one swift move along with her panties. She gasps from the sudden motion but spread he legs giving me the perfect view of her glistening pussy. My mouth starts to water just from the sight, but I wanted more. I wanted her writhing…begging for me to be inside her.
“You know…’’ I whispered laying kisses along the apex of her thighs watching her breath turning shallow and short.
“I still didn’t get the desert tonight.’’
“You can have me,’’ she whispers with a teasing smile.
I grin nibbling her skin. “Oh, I will, прекрасный. But in my own way. I want to savor your taste.’’
Pulling my T-shirt off, I take the jar of honey from the side and open its lid. Dipping a finger in I taste the sweet flavor of honey, humming my appreciation.
“Let’s see how the mix of honey and your juices taste together.’’
My skin was igniting with desire. I wanted Perses touching every inch of my body. I spread my legs furthermore as I watched my husband seductively licking the honey off his fingers. With a smirk he leans forward, circling my wet pussy lips and making my back arch.
I felt hypersensitive everywhere. Dipping two fingers inside the jar, he scoops out a sufficient amount before letting it drip on my pussy. I moan out loud from pleasure overload, throwing my head back.
“Perses…God! Please,’’ I whimper.
He snickers under his breath as he keeps tracing my pussy and circling my clit with honey-soaked fingers. “I’ve just started, прекрасный.’’
Before I know it, he kneels down and starts to lick every inch of my aching pussy, devouring me like his favorite desert. I place my hand on my mouth, muffling my moans of pleasure that has my body shuddering with need. My legs wrap around his shoulder as he keeps licking and sucking me. My free hand reaches for his head, urging him to go faster.
“Fuck. You taste even better than honey. So sweet…so addictive,’’ he breaths against my pussy.
“Ah! Please…’’ I mutter behind my hand. As if he could read my mind, he finally shows mercy and plunges his tongue inside me while sucking on my clit. My mind goes haywire as my body gets drowned in the pool of desire and pleasure. I can feel myself right on the edge of my orgasm. My legs trembling unable to hold their balance any longer. The slick sound of his tongue echoes in the room.
Feeling powerless by his teasing, I eventually loose myself as the orgasm rips through my body. I throw my head back, shutting my eyes while my cries and moans are muffled. For a fleeting moment my mind feels distorted.
By the time I get back my composure, Perses stands up and takes down his pants, lining up his dick against my pussy. Grabbing my neck, he pulls me up in a sitting position and thrusts inside me in one swift move. His forehead resting against mine while our brows furrow with parted lips. Our breaths heavy and shallow as Perses continues his torturous deep thrusts, making my insides ache and burn.
“God! More, Perses! Please,’’ I beg.
He increases his pace, his other hand gripping my hip and bringing me closer until my breasts were against his chest.
“You feel so amazing, Hope. Every second with you is like paradise,’’ he breaths, followed by a grunt when my walls clench around him. His darkening eyes never leave mine. And for once there was something different about them.
His eyes held different emotions today. Longing? Sadness? Guilt?
I don’t know what it was, but it was evident he was savoring this moment like a memory he wants to carry on till his last days. The love and affection were shining in his eyes making my heart ache. After few more thrusts he follows my lead as he comes with a growl. His dick pulsing as he spills inside me. For a few minutes we stay like that in each other’s arms before he carries me inside our bedroom.
“I’ll go and get the water running in the bathtub,’’ he whispers, planting a kiss on my forehe
ad and heads to the bathroom. My eyes taking over his naked back as I sigh against the pillow. The sudden vibration of the phone on the nightstand gets my attention. It’s Perses’s phone.
I’m about to call out his name but when I see the familiar name flashing on his screen, my heart stops.
Antonio.
I look at the bathroom before looking back at the phone and swiping it open to read the text.
Antonio
Your flight is ready for tomorrow.
I’ve got the weapons ready. We have to finish this once and for all.
Tears started to blur my vision. Pain and heartache rushes over me as betrayal takes its old place in my heart.
He lied.
He isn’t going for any conference. He is meeting Antonio and that means his past must have returned back. Is he leaving us? Has he had enough of our normal life?
Suddenly, it feels suffocating in the bedroom. Our bedroom. Putting on one of his T-shirt, I inhale and exhale few deep breaths as I try to calm myself. But my tears betray me as they keep streaming down my face. I hear the water tap being closed.
Perses comes out and when his eyes land on my tear-filled face, his smiles instantly disappears.
“Hope,’’ he strides towards me and cups my face, ‘’what happened? Why are you crying?’’
The sight of him being worried to death shattered my heart, but it didn’t compare to the pain I felt from his lies.
“You tell me, Perses. And this time, I want the truth,’’ I whisper with a broken voice.
He frowns. “What are you talking about?’’
“I’m talking about you visiting Antonio tomorrow. Is it true?’’
His face turns blank showing off no emotions. Absolutely nothing. Even his eyes reveal none of his secrets.
I grab his wrists, giving him a cold expression. “The truth, Perses.’’
He is silent for a few seconds before letting out a heavy sigh. “They know…’’
Instant realization dawn at me just from those two words. I know well who they are and what they know. Years ago, Perses left his world for me, he sacrificed his past to live his future. The day he said all the destruction is finally over, I at last felt peace coming in my life. But now, after so many times, his past is back.