Thorne III

Slowly he inserted the syringe inside her while massaging her nub gently. It made her moan and her hips move up a bit. He could see her hand forming into a fist. He did more rubbing while emptying the contents of the syringe inside her. When the contents of the syringe were fully inside, he waited for a little while before taking it out, taking it slowly.

He wanted to take her there right now, but he doesn't want to be put behind bars because of rape. What a big shame. He is Thorne Muller III, and women spread their legs to him, so why does he need to rape a woman?

He stares at where he just put in his sperm. So beautiful. Alden has seen it too. But it's no effect on him; he has seen a lot of it. Being a gynecologist, I have seen more than him. Is it why he chooses to be a gynecologist? Probably, or it's because it's his passion? He observes it one more time. He wants to imprint it in his mind before he covers it. He's no different from those perverts, he thought.

"I'll set the alarm for 30 minutes before you can get up," he said.

She takes off her eye cover immediately.

"You're the one who injected your semen?" She asked in shock.

"Yes, it's my baby, so it's like I'm doing it in a natural way. How I wish we did it naturally, though. In case it didn't work, can we try it in a natural way?" he said, grinning.

"No," she replied in a loud voice.

The door suddenly opened.

"I told you to call me!" Alden said.

"It's done, Alden." He replied, grinning.

"I know, there's nothing you can't do," Alden said.

"If it won't work, I'll do it my way," he said, staring at her.

She blushed.

"Pray that you will conceive with this sweetheart because if not, I'll do it my way. I promise you, you will love it," he said, winking.

She's redder than before. He knows it's because of anger because of her face.

"You better leave her, Thirdy; you want to have a baby, right?" Alden told him.

"I'll stay here and sleep. Don't you have any patients?" he asked.

"No, I'm supposed to be closed by now. Why don't you close my clinic when you leave? I guess she will be fine, and if she happens to get cramps, it's normal, and it will go away after a while," Alden told him.

"Sure, we can close the clinic for you," he replied.

"That's great, so I can pick up Mia in her office, and we can go home together," Alden said. She's his wife.

"OK, thanks, Alden," he said.

"You're welcome. Call me if there's any problem," Alden said.

"I will," he replied.

Alden went out of the room and left the two of them.

"How do you feel?" He asked her.

She didn't reply.

"I ask you, how do you feel? Is there any pain or cramps?" he asked again. 

Still no reply.

He stands up and walks towards her. He just shakes his head. Of course, who is going to answer him? The person he's asking is sound asleep. She must be very tired and sleepy. He could see it in her face. The dark circles under her eyes couldn't hide her lack of sleep. Poor woman.

He went back to the chair, and he closed his eyes as well.

They both woke up to the alarm he had set on his phone. He will count for a month and will check if she conceives.

He heard her moving. A moment later she's in her jeans again and standing in front of him. Glaring. He wanted to laugh, but he controlled himself. This gentle lady hid a tiger self.

"Hey, what's that glare for?' He asked.

But she never replies. She walks to the closed door.

"So, shall I go back to the hospital now? Mom is waiting for me there." She asked with her back to him.

"We will go back together," he said and stood up.

He switched off the lights and locked the door.

"Let me know if there's any cramps or pain, okay?" He said.

"Okay." She replied, not looking at him.

They walk towards his car. He opens the door for her. She slid in, so he moved to the driver's seat. After he buckled up, he turned on the engine.

They arrived at the hospital on time because. The moment they entered, the nurses who recognized them told them that this is now the time to bring her mother to the OR.

"You both can follow us for further instructions from the doctor," the nurse told them.

They followed the nurse, and they wheeled her mother towards the preparation room for surgery.

She moves her mother on the stretcher. He could see that she held her mother's hand to hers, and she closed her eyes. Her mouth moving, uttering words he couldn't understand. Her tears flow freely down her cheeks. After she finished what she was saying, she wiped her mother's tears and kissed her cheeks. She's the sweetest daughter he saw.

He never saw a mother-daughter relationship as strong as theirs. He's not even that close to his mother nor to his father. He's closer to his grandparents.

When the nurses wheeled her mother inside, she came closer to him.

"You can go back to your work now. I'll be here with my mom," she said.

He doesn't need to go back to his work; his office is already closed a few hours ago. And he doesn't have anything to do at home either.

"Nah! I can stay here until the surgery finishes. I've nothing to do, and the office is already closed," he said.

"Let's find something to eat. We haven't eaten yet for this day," he added.

The moment he stepped out from the building today, he hasn't eaten anything, and how many hours have already passed? Now it is almost evening.

"If you're hungry, you can find something to eat. I will just stay here," she said.

"You haven't eaten anything, and I don't want you to go hungry now that we have just made our baby," he said, whispering in her ear.

He realized what he just said. 'Their baby?'He brushes the thought immediately. There will be no theirs. It's his only. He saw that she had goosebumps on her arms as well as her shoulder. That means he affected her.

"Remember what I have said: if you will not conceive with the artificial, I will do it my own way. So you choose: go starving or---?" He said, whispering in her ear with a gentle bite before he moved away.

He knows her body is responding to his touch. He smiled.