Chapter 24 - Feliks
My palm spread over my lips, and I yawned for the umpteenth time that evening as I tucked away the last set of files on my table and pushed them into a drawer.
I leaned back on my seat, which creaked a bit with the pressure, and stretched out my body. I made a mental note to replace the chair soon.
It had been a hectic day for me at the office, as I had a lot of work to do, and I couldn’t wait to get home and ease away all the stress—but I couldn’t do that yet because I still had a lot to do in the office.
My lips stretched into a smile when I leaned forward on my table and turned on my phone screen to look at the picture displayed on my screen. It was a picture of Jenna smiling broadly.
My smile deepened as I saw her smiling face on my screen. The thought of her suddenly energized me again.
It was kind of overwhelming for me, and I was still in shock. A few months ago, I would never have believed that I would be so happy to be sharing my space with another human—a woman, for that matter. I would never have believed that a woman’s picture would grace my phone’s screen, and I would smile broadly each time I looked at it like I was doing now.
I finally left my seat, which creaked as I sat up, and walked over to my window, which overlooked the city. I was enjoying the view, both my hands in my pockets, while reflecting on my life and how it had changed drastically over the past few months.
It wasn’t until now that I realized how lonely and empty my life had been before Jenna came into the picture.
I began to reflect on what would’ve happened, how my life would have been if Daniel hadn’t gotten into the deal with my company, if my brother hadn’t suggested the marriage, and if Daniel hadn’t decided to switch daughters.
This woman, whom I didn’t mind sharing my space with and whom I would give everything in the world to spend time with, wouldn’t have come into my life, and my life would’ve remained as cold and empty as it had been initially.
The sound of my door being pushed open rudely, without a knock, dragged me out of my thoughts, and my smile was replaced with a smirk.
“When will you give the order for the next line of action?” I heard Timur’s voice as he walked into the office, shutting the door behind him.
“When will you stop breaking into my office?” I asked and finally turned around to face him.
“Never,” he joked and went over to sit on the chair beside my table.
“I hope you are not going to give the same response to my question, though, because it’s going to be disastrous for the company.” He brought out some documents from the briefcase he had with him.
I walked over to sit on my chair while he pushed the documents to me.
“Go through them and sign where required. I did my best to make sure we got this deal.”
I let out a crooked smile as I took the documents from him. I’d been pursuing this deal for a while now; I was glad I could finally get it—thanks to Timur, who’d been working hard. I needed to reward him soon for all his hard work.
“I think I’m a little tired. I will look into them tomorrow.” I threw the files into my drawer.
“Do you want to do something to ease the stress? Maybe go out to drink after work today—how about that?” Timur asked.
I rolled my eyes and slowly lifted them to meet his.
He gave me a knowing look and rested back on his chair.
“I appreciate your offer,” I replied, “but no thanks; I think I have a better way to get rid of the stress,” I smirked. My mind went back to Jenna. The look of longing in her green eyes when she kissed me goodbye that morning, and the feel of her arms around my neck still lingered in my mind.
How would I dare go somewhere else when such beauty awaited me back in my mansion?
“I thought as much.” Timur let out a light chuckle.
If not for the fact that I was already drunk in love at the moment, I would’ve felt ashamed of myself seeing the look in Timur’s eyes, remembering how I’d always said that people who fall in love and moon over one person for the rest of their lives were silly and weak, how I’d always bragged to him that I would never find myself in that position, but here I was. I was too in love to care, even if he decided to tease me about it.
“I will go out alone, then, and have the time of my life.”
At that moment, my eyes found the clock hanging on the wall in my office. It was already late into the evening. “You can have all the fun in the world. I’m going back home to the only thing that matters to me now,” I announced as I vacated my seat, which creaked again.
“And send out orders to have this replaced soon,” I added, picking up my briefcase and phone.
The drive back home was quiet and filled with anticipation. Just like every other day for the past few months, I had only one thing in mind whenever I drove home.
My heart rate increased as soon as my car pulled into my driveway.
I could not help wondering what Jenna was doing at the moment. Was she on her phone, chatting with her best friend and smiling? Was she reading a book? Or was she in the sitting room or our bedroom waiting for me while rubbing her stomach like she did sometimes?
She would’ve heard my car by now or seen me through the window if she'd been waiting for me. Had she fallen asleep?
I began to imagine how I would find her lying on the bed, plant a soft kiss on her forehead, and then cuddle her in her sleep.
I pushed my bedroom door open with a wide smile. My smile broadened when I noticed that the light was on but dim, and Jenna was standing in front of the mirror. She had her back to me, but I could see her reflection in the mirror.
She could’ve seen me come in through the window, but I doubted she had because she seemed really occupied. All her attention was focused on whatever she was looking at in front of the mirror. Her hair was tied into a messy bun, and she was already in her.
I drew closer to notice her struggling to close the buttons of her shirt. I could see her reflection in the mirror; a hint of sadness in her bright green eyes seemed to dim the sparkle that I always found there.
My heart constricted as I drew closer; I thought I knew the cause of her sadness. I walked quickly behind her and put my arms around her. I kissed her gently on the neck and rubbed her bare stomach lightly while looking into the mirror.
She was already in her third trimester, and she’d changed a lot—all the changes that would typically appear in a pregnant woman were evident in her body.
She was bigger; some of her clothes no longer fit, but she still looked as beautiful as ever. Her body still aroused me whenever I looked at her, and I still wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her. She’d been having a lot of mood swings lately, too, which I considered cute.
“What could be troubling the queen of my little kingdom?” I asked and leaned into her, kissing the crook of her neck.
I traced my fingers from her arms down to her stomach. I rubbed her stomach gently for a while before I helped her fix the buttons of her shirt.
She swallowed hard, and her eyes twitched before she answered my question. “I don’t like my body anymore. My clothes hardly fit, and I can hardly move. It’s depressing— I want my old body back!” she complained.
I chuckled and leaned further into her, squeezing her.
I kissed the crook of her neck and caressed her stomach. “Is that it? Is that the reason for the sadness?” I murmured.
She nodded her head in her usual cute manner, and in doing so, her bun loosened, and her soft curls came falling over her shoulders. Some brushed over my face in the process, and I sniffed the sweet smell of her shampoo, which reminded me of fresh flowers that had just opened in the morning of a new, beautiful day.
“You are beautiful, Jenna,” I said into her neck. “I had always considered you one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever come across, right from the first day I set eyes on you—even when you moved into my house, and even right now. You have always been beautiful to me, even now. I find all of this attractive, too. Why wouldn’t I?”
I took a deep breath against her ear, inhaling her sweet scent. “You are carrying my child; my seed is inside you, and you will give me the greatest gift I’ve ever received. You’re truly gorgeous.”
The thought of having a little version of me—or a little version of Jenna—running around the house overwhelmed me with joy. Sometimes, I could not help but imagine what the child would look like. Would it be a boy who would look like me and carry all the allure and aura that I had? Or would it be a girl that would look like the smaller version of Jenna, with those beautiful green eyes and a replica of her strawberry curls falling over her shoulders when she ran around the house?
Another smile engulfed my face as I looked at Jenna’s in the mirror, the sparkle in her eyes was back, and her face brightened. Her lips were pursed like she was trying to withhold a smile. The thought widened my smile, and I leaned in to kiss her neck again.
“I adore you.”
She finally smiled with the last words, but at the same time, I noticed a slight twitch, which suggested that she was in pain, but it quickly disappeared as soon as I’d seen it.
I spun her around to face me.
“What’s wrong? Talk to me.”
She smiled and nodded her head. “Thank you.” Her soft voice rang in my ears.
Once again, I reflected on my once-dark life, which had brightened up ever since Jenna came into the picture. “No, thank you for coming into my life.”
With that, I traced my fingers over her body and upwards till I reached her hair. I ran my hands over her soft curls and helped her assemble them again.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She smiled broadly and ran her hands over my chest. “How was your day in the office? I hope you didn’t get too stressed out.”
“The thought of you and your picture embedded in my head will never make me stressed out.”
She laughed.
“I can’t wait for you to give birth,” I added and made her sit on the chair while massaging her shoulders. “It’s not because I want your old body back, but because I miss being able to handle your body with no restrictions. I want to be able to fuck you hard and rough without fear of hurting the baby. Looking at your face and body turns me on like nothing else,” I whispered into her ear and kissed her neck.
I noticed the slight twitch again and moved my hand down to run over her stomach again. “Are you okay?” I asked her for the second time that night, and she managed to nod her head.
“Can you get me a glass of water? I think I’m thirsty.”
“Sure thing.” I hurried out of the room.
When I got the water, I rushed back upstairs, but just before I pushed the door open, I thought I heard a soft gasp from inside. I rushed into the room to see Jenna holding her stomach with her face twisted.
She looked like she was about to drop from the chair she was sitting on.
“Jenna!” I rushed toward her, letting the glass of water in my hand drop to the ground. “Are you okay?” I looked into her eyes, which had already been engulfed in pain.
She winced and let out a soft gasp. “I think the baby is coming,” she said breathlessly.
“What?” I gasped and looked all over her body.
My heart was starting to race because, at that point, I had no idea what to do. I’d known that this time would come; I’d thought of all the possibilities to usher it in, but I’d never prepared myself for what I would do.
“Does it hurt? Shit! I need to take you to the hospital.” I was running helter-skelter, especially realizing I needed to help her get to the car.
Grabbing my car keys on the table, I called for help. Luckily, Emma heard me from downstairs and came rushing in.
She was equally as surprised as me, but unlike me, she looked calm, maybe because she knew what to do. “We need to get her to the hospital.” She put her hand on Jenna’s lower back, then lifted her off the chair.
As soon as she sat up, I noticed a clear liquid pouring out of her, which worried me even more.