8. Elsie
CHAPTER 8
ELSIE
THREE WEEKS LATER—
I look at the bookshelf in front of me, my face between my legs. My exams are done and I’m all set to graduate, but I feel like shit. I gaze down at my phone which is flooded with messages from Ronan. He messages me several times a day to make sure I’m doing okay. A big bouquet of roses sits on my table, making me feel even worse. Ronan got it delivered this morning, and I had to lie to my Mom and Dad about it being from Bill.
After I left Ronan, George said he’d convinced Bill to give me another chance. My parents think I’ve been talking to him over the phone, but they’re wrong. Bill just sent me one text saying he’d like to take me on a date and I haven’t even replied to him yet. Ronan, on the other hand, has been blowing up the phone.
Ronan: Good morning. How’s my baby girl doing today? I saw these roses and thought of you.
He says that he loves me several times a day, trying to break down the walls between us. The messages bleed into one another, reminding me of the time when I used to persistently text him. There are no dick pics, however, only confessions of love.
Ronan: I’m sorry. I’m going to keep saying sorry until you believe it.
Ronan: How was your math exam? I know my baby girl aced it.
Even though I haven’t seen him in weeks, he’s all I think about. I sit in bed, my heart in pieces. He calls me at least twenty times a day, but I never answer. I gaze ahead, seeing nothing but a harmless book where Ronan’s camera was. I wish he could watch me right now, falling apart and crying all the time.
It’s been three weeks since we broke up since I returned his ring and left him, and I still feel the heartbreak like it was yesterday.
My exams are done and I should be excited because my parents are planning my wedding with Bill. Except, my heart hurts. My stomach hurts. My body hurts. Everything hurts. Another message lights up my phone and my eyes eagerly devour it.
Ronan: I love you, baby girl.
My heart squeezes with pain. I want to go to him. I want him to hold me as I fall apart, but I can’t.
After I came back home from Ronan’s dorm, I cried for hours. When the tears dried, I realized I wasn’t crying because he’d lied to me, I was crying because I’d been stupid. What George did to Ronan’s brother is unforgivable and I don’t know if I can be with him, knowing how my family messed up his brother. He’s determined, strong, and single-minded, and the fact that he found it in his heart to love me, the sister of the boy who drove his brother to death, is something I can’t even comprehend.
A wave of nausea fills my stomach when I see a picture of Ronan on my phone, his sexy smile and those bright silver eyes filling my gaze. Longing fills my heart. Now that I’ve had some time to think, I understand why he did what he did. I’d do the same if I’d lost my brother. Hell, I’d probably set my house on fire instead of patiently stalking me. Now, I know what it feels like to lose someone you love.
I’ve wanted to apologize to him since that day. I know he stalked me, but when I saw those videos on his computer, I felt my pussy clench. The thought of Ronan being so obsessed with me, of stalking me weirdly turns me on. Even now, I want him to see me as I take off my clothes, as I wish for his big hands to caress my wet pussy. His burning desire is the reason I’m attracted to him. He’s the kind of man who’d go to the ends of the earth for the woman he loves, and that is what makes him so sexy. Deep inside, I know he is different. He's broken and obsessive, and I love that part of him too. I love that he’s obsessed with me.
A knock resounds on my door and I hurriedly wipe away my tears, reaching for the knob. But when I open it, I see George standing on the other side.
“George?”
“Hey, Bill says you haven’t been responding to his texts. Mom and Dad are literally planning your wedding. Can you at least try, after all that I went through to get you a date with him?” I hate that his tone is accusing. Now that I look at him carefully, I realize he’s always been selfish. “The boys are going out tonight. You can join us if you want. Bill’s girlfriend will be there too.”
“Bill has a girlfriend?” My eyes widen.
“Yeah, since the start of college. She’s really hot too.”
“But…he’s supposed to be marrying me.”
“Elsie.” George raises his hand, patting my hair. “You know how high society marriages work. Fidelity isn’t part of the agreement. Bill will marry you, get you pregnant and once you have two kids, you can get your pleasure elsewhere. A man can’t give up his needs just because he has a wife.”
I scoff. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “That’s called cheating, brother.”
“Well, cheating is a part of marriage,” he says. “Now, if you want Bill to take you seriously, you need to show up tonight.”
My heart thuds violently. What was I thinking? There’s no way I can go through with a marriage like that. Not when there’s a man who loves me more than anything, a man who gave up on revenge to choose me. My eyes get a little glassy.
“Why’re you crying?” George asks. “You’ve been a little mushy these days. Is it because you’re graduating?”
“It’s PMS.” I lie.
“Well, I hope to see you at the party tonight. I’ll send you the location.” George bows out before I display any more feminine emotions. Alone inside my room, everything becomes very clear.
I never belonged in this house. I still don’t. There is no way I can choose a future with Bill. Not when I still love Ronan.
I lock the door and open my drawer to find the camera I hid away. I didn’t want Mom and Dad to know what Ronan had done, so I just debugged my room and hid all the cameras. However, as I pull one out, and place it on the bookshelf, a thrill travels through my spine. This time, my stalker will know that I’m watching him too.
I close the window blinds and pull off my clothes until I’m standing in nothing but my bra and panties. I chose a black one that contrasts my pale skin, drawing attention to my pink nipples. I set the camera up and then, I turn it on. A red light flashes, letting me know it’s recording. I sit back on my bed, turning my ass to the camera as I reach for my phone. I push my bra cups down, my nipples popping out. Turning to the camera, I touch myself, rolling and playing with my nipples until they’re aroused into hard little beads. As I thrust my chest up, watching my tits jiggle, I know Ronan is watching me. When a message pings, I smile.
Ronan: What the fuck are you doing, Elsie?
I pluck my nipples again, smiling at the camera before I unclasp my bra and throw it to the floor. My perky breasts bounce free, my nipples hard for Ronan’s gaze.
Ronan: Fuck, baby, I’ve missed seeing those perfect tits.
Oh yeah, he’s into it. I move my chest, watching my breasts jiggle. I can imagine him getting hard, I can hear his sexy growl. He always sounds like that when he’s dying to possess me. I cup my tits, squeezing them for him.
Ronan: Please tell me this is what I think it is.
His words are hopeful, desperate and I want to tell him that he’s right. But I want to tease him first.
Elsie: I’m putting on a show for my stalker. I just realized I love being watched.
I wait for his reply, hopefully, touching myself. My pussy begins to get moist, the need for my stalker filling me up. Just the image of him makes me go hot all over.
Ronan: Yeah? I could watch you all day.
It’s when I read those words that I realize how much he loves me. He must’ve spent a lot of time watching me doing boring things like homework and just sleeping.
I reach for my panties and pull them off too. When I open my legs, baring my wet pussy, a smile lights up my face. I reach for my phone, turning my body around so that my ass is in the air, my pussy in direct line with the camera. My bare tits hit the bedsheets, my phone in hand as I type out my message.
Elsie: Are you touching yourself to the sight of me?
Ronan: No, I’m driving to your house so that I can touch you for real.
My pussy clenches on camera at the thought of seeing him again. God, I’ve missed him so much.
Ronan: Be naked when I arrive.
His possessive commands are making slick drip down my slit. I push my fingers between my legs, touching my swollen folds and giving him a sex tape he’ll remember. My pussy feels extra-sensitive when I rub my clit, making me wonder if the reason I’m feeling so needy is because I haven’t been touched by Ronan in weeks. But then, another idea comes to me.
I instantly shut my legs, rolling down on the mattress with panic filling me. I roll off the bed, reaching for my calendar and counting the days from my last period. It’s been over a month.
Inhaling a deep breath, I sit down on my chair, my pussy buzzing. I open my drawer and raise the bottom compartment to find two pregnancy tests after the first time Ronan made love to me. I was so into him breeding me that I dreamed about the day these came out positive and I could show it to him. I reach for the camera and turn it off, not wanting to kill the surprise. Then, I carry my pregnancy tests and head into my bathroom.
Ten minutes later, I’m done taking both of them.
The result is unanimous.
You’re pregnant.
The words stare at me, changing my life beyond belief. Joy bubbles in my heart, tears running down my eyes as I clutch my pregnancy tests close to my heart. At this moment, I feel nothing but gratitude. Everything I’ve wished for is here. I grab my robe, putting the tests into the pocket of the robe.
The doorbell rings just as I finish tying my sash.
Ronan is here.
I step out of the bathroom and wait for him to come to my door. When I hear a sharp knock, I slowly reach for the handle and open it.
“Elsie…” Ronan stands at the door, breathless, his silver eyes fixed on me. Behind him, I can hear Mom saying he left something in my room. Ronan gets in and shuts the door, but doesn’t lock it. He also doesn’t hug me and kiss me the way he usually does. “Was that…baby, are you really giving me another chance?”
I nod. “I was waiting for you.” I take a step toward him and he closes the distance between us. His fingers are an inch from me, but he doesn’t touch me.
“I’m sorry,” his words are thick with remorse. “I’m so sorry for ever hurting you, for disappointing you, and breaking your heart. I know you can’t trust me right now, but I meant it when I said I’d do anything to make it up to you. I love you, Elsie. That hasn’t changed, and that’s never going to change no matter how far you push me away. You’re the one for me, baby girl. I’ll wait for you forever.”
His words are ragged with emotion, making my pussy spark with need.
“Anything?” I loop my hands around his neck, molding my body to his as I get up on my tiptoes. Our lips are so close to touching, and I want to taste him so bad. “You’d do anything to win my trust again?”
“Anything,” he affirms with labored breaths, watching me as I run my finger over his jaw. “Just tell me what you need me to do.”
“I want you to marry me,” I tell him. “Spend the rest of your life making it up to me. Love me every day, Ronan, just like I love you.”
With that sexy growl, he seals my lips with his. His hands come around me, holding me close and devouring my mouth as my feet are lifted off the ground by his powerful hands. He cups my ass and holds me close, tasting my tongue with his, making me feel so complete and happy. If I didn’t know it before, I know it now. I love this man with everything I’ve got in me.
Ronan’s lips part a few seconds later, nibbling on my lower lip. His eyelashes open, watching me with lust.
“Are you sure this is a punishment?” he asks. “Because to me, it feels a lot like a dream come true. Loving you is the easiest thing in the world.”
When he looks at me like that, I feel like the only woman in the world. How did I ever think I could give this up? Ronan has changed my life. He’s given me something I thought I’d never have—true love. I never even dared to hope I’d be desired by a man like this.
“Give me your ring and ask me again,” I tell him. “Please.”
Ronan swallows, reluctantly letting go of my body. He reaches into his jeans pocket and pulls out the golden wedding band he proposed to me with. “I’ve been carrying it around with me, hoping I’d get a chance to do this again.” He goes down on one knee, his eyes sincere when he looks at me. “Elsie Mulligan, will you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “I think I will.”
Ronan rises to his feet, slipping the wedding band on my finger. And then, he picks me up and throws me on the bed, kissing my mouth until all I know is his scent.
“I never thought you’d give me another chance,” he says when we stop kissing. “Every day without you was a nightmare. I promised myself that I’d never keep anything from you if you chose me again.” His lips nibble on my lower lip and I moan in his arms.
“I regretted breaking up with you just one day later. I got through my exams like a zombie, and then, I knew I’d made a mistake. The thing is, I felt bad for what my family did to your brother. Once I got over the initial shock, I understood why you wanted revenge. What George did to your brother was wrong and he deserves to be punished for it.”
He kisses my lips tenderly. “It doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t care about what George did. All I want is you. You’re the only thing that matters, Elsie. I was made to love you, baby, and that’s what I plan to do for the rest of our lives.” He kisses my cheek, my jaw, and my nose, letting me know how much he wants me.
I touch his dark hair, cupping his jaw until our eyes meet. With a naughty smile, I add, “You know, I’m really into stalking now.”
“Yeah?” he asks, leaning forward to take a sip of my lips.
“Ummm…The thought of my hot husband watching me secretly turns me on. Maybe we should install cameras in our bedroom once we get married. I have a lot of ideas to keep my man entertained.”
“Damn, I’d be too distracted with sexy videos of my wife to work.” He breathes, taking my palms in his and kissing them. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind the invasion of privacy?”
“Not if I knew you were looking at me.” I smile.
His hand slips under my robe, cupping my bare ass. “Thank you for giving me a chance, baby. I promise I’ll make you happy.”
“You already make me so happy,” I say. “I can’t wait to live the rest of my life without you.”
“Me neither.” His fingers slip between my legs, teasing my wet pussy. When I moan, he asks, “I thought I told you to stay naked. You’re too overdressed.”
“There was an emergency,” I reply, putting my hand over his when he tries to tug at my sash. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
When he raises his eyebrows, I dig into my pocket and pull out the pregnancy tests. “I’ve got a little surprise for you, husband.” His eyes widen when he sees what I’m holding out.
“Is that—” He takes it from me, turning it over to read the results. “Is this for real?” His throat is thick with emotion, his eyes glassy. “Oh my god…Are you…are we…” He shakes his head.
“We’re going to be parents,” I tell him, taking his hand and placing it over my belly. “You bred me well, Daddy.”
He looks on the verge of tears, his big palm traveling over my stomach. “I can’t believe this. This has got to be the happiest day of my life.” He dips his head and kisses my stomach, and I run my fingers through his hair, holding him close.“Baby girl, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He buries his face in my stomach and I know he’s elated. “I’m going to be a dad…we’re having a kid together…it feels like a dream.”
“The best kind of dream,” I tell him. “Because you’re in it with me.”
He smiles, getting off the bed and then, he lifts me up, carrying me in his arms.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Let’s go tell your parents,” he says. “Your dad needs to know that I’m marrying his daughter right now and taking her home.”
“What? I thought you said we’d wait until graduation.”
“It’s too far away. I want the mother of my child next to me all the time.”
“Aren’t you possessive?” I tease.
“That’s why you love me,” he fires back, kissing my lips as he kicks the door open. I hear a maid shriek as she watches Ronan carry me down the stairs.
“What if Dad says no?” I ask him, looping my arms around his neck.
“Then, I’ll carry you out of this house just like this. There’s no way I’m ever letting you go again.”
I smile. “I think I’d like that.”