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Adeline Santiago's POV

We are 8 weeks into the pregnancy and poor Matéo has been running around like a mad man trying to get everything done.

He has put me on gang prohibition until the baby is old enough, for what exactly, I don't know and he wants me to me safe at all times.

He has cleared out his beloved home office and moved into a smaller room in order to make the perfect nursery for our baby.

He has also hired some staff so that I don't 'move around too much' trying to cook and clean or anything that makes me move vigorously.

I love him, but I'm not allowed to do anything!

It's all for the best anyway...

And to make matters worse...

We restart school tomorrow.

I mean, a baby is not easy to hide at all!

I look into the mirror and rub my hand over my stomach, feeling the small bump.

What will people say?

Will they just think I put on weight during the couple of weeks?

What will my friends say?

"Amore?" I hear Matéo say.

I turn away from the mirror and face him.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Yes, Matéo I'm fine. Just getting ready for school tomorrow" I respond, turning back to the mirror.

He walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"Okay, now what's the truthful version?" He asks me.

I sigh.

"Do you think I'm getting fat?" I ask, rubbing my stomach again.

He frowns at me.

"Ade, you're pregnant. If you didn't gain weight, I would be very concerned" he says.

"No, you're not fat, you're pregnant and you are dealing with the side effects"

"Are you sure?" I ask, staring at my figure.

I smooth my hands over my hips and butt.

Matéo grabs my hands and spins me to face him.

"Baby, what's gotten into you? Are you okay?" He asks.

I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Do you want me to answer that sensibly?" I ask him.

He shakes his head at my back talk.

He holds my waist and pulls me closer to him.

"I just don't feel like I'm pretty... At all" I tell him, softly, looking away from the mirror.

These pregnancy hormones need to take a break.

Why the hell am I so emotional!

"Take it back" Matéo orders.

He rests his face in the crook of my neck.

"I want you to know how beautiful you are." He says, facing me to turn towards the mirror.

I stare at our reflections.

It reminds me of when we were in his house, moments after I told him about my weight issues.

"You are so beautiful!" He tells me, kissing my neck softly.

I smile at him.

"I love you, baby" I tell him.

"I love you too" he responds.

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It is the middle of the night

I wake up and I don't feel Matéo's body next to mine.

Where is the man? He has been working hard all day!

I grab my night robe and I slip it on over my body.

I walk out of our room and I go downstairs.

I hear something in the family room so I go and check.

I see Matéo sat on the couch staring mindlessly at the tv.

He looks absolutely shattered.

I walk up behind him and hold his shoulders, massaging him gently.

"You should be in bed resting, amore" he rasps.

He tries to be firm but he can't seem to do it.

I walk around the couch and sit on him, straddling him, blocking his view of the tv.

He grabs my waist and his hands trail down to my ass.

Okay, so now the hormones making me want to play dangerous games!

His eyes trail down to my breasts, which are right in front of him.

I giggle, making the situation much worse for him.

I lean forward and kiss him behind his ear gently.

"Come to bed baby" I whisper in his ear, to convince him.

He bites his lip and leans his head back a little.

"Convince me" He tells me.

I grin against his ear and tug at his earlobe with my teeth causing him to groan lowly.

I move to his neck and suck gently.

He gulps and I giggle again.

I create several hickeys on his neck.

He shifts in his seat and tries to grab me closer, but I get up and step back quickly.

"Come to bed" I say,

I don't wait for his response.

I walk out of the family room.

I go up to our room and let my hair out.

It's grown a lot in the past 8 weeks and I run my hands through my hair and take my night robe off.

I stretch and get on our bed.

I pick up a book.

'Noughts And Crosses'.

It's a trilogy novel and this must be the millionth time I've read the series.

I love it!

I look up as Matéo walks into the room.

I hold back a grin.

"Changed your mind?" I ask him, putting my book down.

He says nothing, but takes his shirt off, never breaking eye contact with me.

He gets on the bed and comes towards me, lust clearly burning in his eyes.

I'm about to speak, when he suddenly holds a finger to his lips.

"Don't. Make. A. Sound!" He orders.

I bite the inside of my lip at his tone.

He grabs me by my heel and jerks me towards him roughly.

"You wanna leave me like that and expect me not to fuck you within an inch of your life?" He asks with a smirk.

My eyes widen at his tone.

He sounds like he is trying to control himself, his breaths are rugged and shallow.

His hands find my hips and he tugs at my underwear.

I let him pull them down.

He leans his body down and kisses me my inner thighs slowly and gently, teasing me.

Imagine all the most sensitive areas on your body...

Now multiply that sensitivity by 100.

He licks the most sensitive area of all and I clutch the sheets to stop myself from screaming.

He starts to eat and my breaths start to quicken.

I comb my hands through his hair and tug at the roots causing him to groan.

The vibrations of his voice course through my body causing me to gasp audibly.

He stops and sits up, opening my legs further.

He gets in between my legs and unzips his pants.

He positions his arousal at my entrance and slips inside of me gently.

I gasp.

"Fuck!" He groans.

He continues and I feel my eyes roll back into my head with pleasure.

"Ohh shit... fuck" he groans.

I feel my legs start to shake already.

He laughs at me.

I wrap my legs around him, willing for him to move faster.

He gives me a light smirk and continues, not budging for a second.

My pride is about to take a long walk off of a short cliff.

"Please, Matéo?" I ask meekly.

He bites his lip as if contemplating.

"I don't wanna hurt you my love" he tells me.

"Please?" I beg.

He bites his lip and sighs.

I smirk at him.

I win.

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