Chapter Twenty-One
GAbrIELLA-ROSE
I'D BEEN LOCKED UP in this bedroom for two days. Forty-eight hours since I’d last seen the three men I loved.
One good thing had come from this: my morning sickness seemed to have disappeared. I wasn’t sure if that was just from the fear of being back with Vincent or if it was permanent, but at least for now, I was able to get a full night’s sleep without waking in the morning and throwing up everything I’d eaten.
It was late in the evening, possibly early hours of the morning. I lost track of the time in here. I didn’t have anything to do, just sit here with my thoughts running around my head. I spent most of my time alone thinking about the three men that I loved. I wondered what they would be doing right now. Had Gino survived the attack against him and gotten to the hospital in time?
I also spoke to my baby. I wanted them to know how much I loved them, and that I would do anything I could to keep them safe. I just hoped I was able to keep that promise.
I had only seen Vincent at mealtimes. The rest of the day, he kept me locked up in here, while he either sat in the living room drinking himself into a stupor or snorted that shit up his nose. At least he didn’t come in when he was in a drunken or high state. I knew that would be a recipe for disaster. For me, anyway. As yet, he wouldn’t even let me leave this room to eat. He would bring me food and water and then leave and lock the door. He had left a small fridge in the room with bottles of water in it, so I would always have fresh water to drink.
I wasn’t sure if this was a ploy to try to make me love him again. I could never love the man who had taken the only thing I’d ever wanted in my life three times. Three times, he had ripped my hopes of motherhood from me. I hoped I could survive this ordeal long enough that it wouldn’t be a fourth.
A man like Vincent never changed his ways. They said a leopard never changed his spots, and that was Vincent to a tee. The number of times he had apologized to me and told me it would never happen again, then beaten the living crap out of me just a couple of days later… I had lost count of the times it had happened.
For now, I was just glad that he was leaving me alone and letting me drown in my own tears. He knew every time he came in here that I had been crying, but I never let him see me do it. I didn’t want the satisfaction of letting him see me at my worst. Every time he came into the room, I held my head high as a sign of defiance toward him. But that was as far as I would take it. I wouldn’t answer him back or show any other form of insolence against him. I knew far too well the consequences of what that would bring me.
I had to be clever. I had to think things through before I said or did anything. The longer I kept him happy and away from me, the more chance I had of someone finding and rescuing me and my child. I wouldn’t be able to face my guys again in the knowledge that because of something I had said, I’d lost their son or daughter. I could never live knowing that.
The problem was, keeping Vincent happy might mean doing things that turned my stomach. The thought of having sex with the guy was something I didn’t want to even contemplate. Would I be able to forgive myself knowing that I had been unfaithful to my men just to survive? Would they ever forgive me, or would they forever look at me in disgust?
I didn’t want to think about it anymore. If and when the time came, I would make my decision. For now, I wanted to try to stay as positive as possible and think about my men. I allowed my thoughts to go to the night of Hudson’s birthday celebration. The night we first all came together as a true relationship between four people in love.
I remembered that night as being a major turning point for Hudson and especially Gino. He had brought out a part of me that I could never have imagined: the role of a Domme. I had always been happy as a sub, but on my first night with a very nervous Gino, I had felt the need to tell him what to do, and I’d liked it. I wanted to learn more from Hudson about how to use a flogger so I could be more dominant and have an impact play scene with Gino. I was certain it would be an invigorating and liberating feeling, one that both Gino and I would enjoy.
Seeing Gino with Hudson was a memory I would never get out of my head. It had been a scene like no other for both of them, and it had aroused me so much that it wasn’t long before I was coming with both of them. It was something that none of us had ever expected – not so quickly, anyway. We all knew that Gino had wanted to try impact play with an experienced Dom, but none of us thought it would be Hudson, and definitely not on the first night he joined us in the playroom together. It was a pleasant surprise to see them enjoying it together. And their kiss was as hot as hell.
However, what surprised us the most was how it had affected Hudson. I have been with plenty of Doms in my time, but I have never seen one suffer a drop before. It was pleasing that for once, I was the one who had to care for and comfort him after a scene. To know I was providing the compassion and understanding that Hudson needed to get through the rest of the evening. I knew I would always suffer a drop after a scene – it was just in my makeup that I got so passionately involved, I would feel empty, lost, and emotionally drained at the end of it. But to know that Hudson could feel the same made it feel so normal. Just spending those moments caring for him in the bath was an experience I wouldn’t have wanted to miss. Then having us all in bed together showing him how much we loved and cared for him…well, it was one of the most memorable times in my life. Even more than the night of the auction, when I first got a taste of what Hudson could do for me.
The way we had all come together that night was truly amazing, and I hoped in my heart that it wouldn’t be the last time it happened. I had to hold on to that hope because it was all I had right now. Hopes and dreams of what I wanted for the future. One where I knew I would always be safe and I never had to keep looking behind me to see if Vincent was there to take my life and dreams away from me. A future where I would finally have children of my own with the men I loved. A life where I had committed myself to the men I loved, and they had committed their lives and love to both me and each other.
It may have seemed like a utopian life, that was unobtainable. However, to me, it was a realistic life that was possible. If I got out of here alive and finally knew that I was safe from Vincent, it would be a future that I would make come true, because I didn’t want to waste another minute of my life wondering about what-ifs. I wanted to make them happen.
I lay on the bed with my hands on my stomach and decided to tell my baby all about their daddies. I wanted him or her to know everything before they were born, so I started to speak to them.
Hey, munchkin.
I need you to know how amazing your three daddies are. Daddy Hudson is one of the most wonderful men in the world. He never gave up on finding your mommy. He was always waiting to get me back, and now that he has me, he won’t let me go. Once you come into his life, he will love and cherish you as well. He will spoil you rotten, despite anything I say. You will never want for anything with him around.
Then there is Daddy Nico. He is the joker of them all. He will be your fun daddy who will probably always get you into trouble, but because we love him so much, he will get away with it. He will teach you to be strong and look after yourself if you are a boy. If you are a girl, then you’d better not bring any boyfriends home because you will probably never see them again. Either way, he will love you more than life itself and will always protect you.
Last, there is Daddy Gino. He is the most caring and gentle man I have ever met. He will always be there for you when you are upset. He will be the one you will always talk to when you need a friend or just want a hug. This doesn’t mean he is soft – he will protect you as much as Daddy Nico – but he will do it without you realizing it. You will never know he is close by unless you need him.
We will find out who your real daddy is, but I want you to realize that no matter what, you will always have three protective papa bears looking out, caring, and loving you and your mommy. Also, remember your mommy loves you to the stars and back. I’m going to say goodnight to you now, munchkin, and I can’t wait to meet you. Remember, I will always be just here thinking about you.
I love you, munchkin.
I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. With visions of my little munchkin in my arms, I allowed my fatigue to take over my body and fell into the peace and darkness of sleep.