Willow's POV
"Sex? Is that really one of the only ways that I can relieve some of the stress straining on me in this pregnancy? There must be more than that, like a tea or something, or some massage therapy perhaps?"
Dr. Liliana is looking back and forth between both Maddox and I now, nodding her head slightly to my suggestion, but she looks right back at Maddox, keeping her eyes on him. "Is it possible to have the maids make lavender and mint tea for Princess Willow here around the clock?" she asks him, a slight bit of sarcasm playing in her voice. For a doctor, she seems to be quite the comedian at times with some of my questions.
If I don't want to have sex with Maddox, I shouldn't have to, even if it's for my own good. There must be plenty of other natural ways to get rid of this damn strain going on in my body while these little gremlins of mine keep growing.
Maddox shrugs, leaning back into his chair, letting out a l
A few weeks later...Willow's POVIf you're still wondering... No, we didn't have sex. I was serious about the sex part, not the making out part. I'm no where near ready to have sex with Maddox soon, if ever, like I said before. I know it will eventually happen because the night I had my first time with him, should probably not be the last night of that pure bliss I felt.He doesn't need to know that, though. So when the time comes and I think we should do it again, I will tell him and maybe he will still somehow find me attractive and want to do it since I've gained quite a bit of weight in the past few weeks with these new dietary and exercise restrictions I was given.I mean, I feel a lot better having less fatigue and nausea, but I'm not so sure that I am ever going to look the way I did after this pregnancy. For my unborn children that I love so much already, I feel like I am giving up my whole b
Maddox's POV "Ugh, finally!" I celebrate with an unimpressed groan, really proving the face that today's work day was way too fucking long for my liking and all I want to do now is go and have some supper with my beautiful wife and talk all about the new nursery we are making for the twins. That's when I hear a very quiet rapping on the door. It's slow and broken apart into pieces like a broken vase, making me quite curious as to why someone that timid is daring to knock on my door, especially at this time of day. "Come in!" I call out, quite obviously annoyed that there's probably that maid who wants to speak with me about Willow and something 'bad' shes done today. I don't know the maids name, but she is always trying to get Willow in trouble over the stupidest things, even though Willow is of much higher rank than her and could literally have her executed. I don't plan on telling Willow that, so don't worry. Things could go chaotic in this kingdom rather quick if I were to do th
Willow's POVThe last thing I can remember- still feel, for that matter- is my vision going to a haze as I stumbled through the cracked door to Maddox's office. All I know is that he was there beside me in a matter of seconds, holding my head just in time as I could've fallen to my death. My head was so damaged at that point that any sort of impact could've killed me right then and there.Only seconds ago I woke up and processed that through my somehow un-damaged brain. Now I'm sitting here in this hospital room, staring up at the ceiling.I try to move and look for anyone that can tell me what the hell happened, but when I move just a single muscle, I can feel an entire tube that's shoved deep, down into my throat corrupt my breathing. It was helping me breathe a moment ago and now I'm choking on it, struggling to lift my hands to tug it out of my throat.If this is how I die, everything that I was just put through will
Maddox’s POV How could I have been so blind? I thought Elise was better than that, I thought she knew that what we did was an accident and it would never happen again. Just because she is an ex-fling doesn’t mean she has the fucking right to go ahead and try to revenge whatever we had by trying to kill my pregnant wife! It was a mistake, it was all a mistake. I was having a stressful day, drinking one too many drinks, even for my gifted vampire metabolism. Then she was there in my office, trying to deliver some lunch to me and one thing led to another and we somehow ended up in my room. In mine and Willow’s room. “Elise!” I bellow as I enter the servant quarters and begin to creep up the hall and past other small, blushing maids. They bow to me then runaway giggling when I give them a small nod before making my way further into the hall. Elise was a regretful one time thing so I have no idea where the hell the little bitch’s dorm is.
Willow's POV Blood. There's blood everywhere in the room; it trails in from the cracked-open double doors, making it's droplet of a trail over to the bed and staining the plush rug underneath my dangling feet. I like that rug alot, I love the feel of it under my toes in a cool, Fall evening, but now it's turned from a nice, light burgandy, to a deep, nearly brown red. It's not useable anymore, even if it all comes out with some stupid carpet cleaner, because enemy or not, I don't want any blood left if this comes to an end. "M-Maddox," I whisper in fear, pushing myself back in bed against the covers in hopes I can maybe make a run for the door and get to any place- a place safer than here. He must see the fear in my eyes, because as soon as I try to escape off the other side of the bed, his fist relaxes on the head of Elise, letting her dangling neck and brusied, battered head, crash to the ground. It stains the carpet even furthe
Willow's POV "Maddox?" I call out as I roam the lengthy, wide hallway of the upstairs after climbing the staircase. There's only a couple of door up here, and a room opened up by an archway which contains a flat-screen tv mounted on the wall, slick black couches, and fine wood bookshelves within the walls of the room, all filled with books- books that look recognizable. Far up the hallway, I can see a door ajar with bright, gold light spilling out into the nearly dark hallway. As I take a few steps closer, I can hear the full-blast of the shower and the mumbling and cursing of Maddox's voice intertwined with the water droplets. I take a deep breath and walk up to the door, setting my hand carefully on the handle of the door and giving it a small push. Thankfully, he doesn't see me, but boy do I see him. The bathroom is comfortable in size with a single, granite sink perched right beside the closed-in toilet, all which are
Maddox's POV Willow... My sweet and astonishingly beautiful wife, Willow. She is like no other woman with her hair the kind you will only ever see on top of princesses heads: long, shiny, and soft to the touch. Last night, I could barley keep my hands out of it, just as much as the rest of her delicate body. I waited so long to touch her like that- feel her like that, and it finally happened after months on-end of barley being able to kiss her soft, delictable lips. Now I know I'm not religious by any means, or have ever been for that matter, but I truly believe that Willow was a gift from God- maybe even the universe- to me. She's like your favourite food, the one you can never get enough of no matter how many times you've had it. "You're awake already Mad?" Mad... I guess Maddox was too much of a mouthful for her. But I like it because she came up with it and shes the
Willow's POVA few weeks later...Hawaii is marvelous! It's nothing like what they said it was in the stories... It's even better! The water is bluer than blue- it's aqua and bright and stunning against the radiating sun. Oh and the beaches: they're like warm, soft snow under my feet when I take my morning walks along our private beach with Maddox.But even with this great trip and Maddox making sure I'm alright every second of the day, I can't enjoy myself like I need to. Everytime Maddox asks if I'm doing alright because I've been laying down on the couch for hours and my complexion is as pale as ever, even though all we do is go outside, I just tell him that the babies are making me nauseous.That's not the case, though.With everyday that passes and these babies continue to grow inside me, I lose more and more energy and the will to keep going with this life. It's gotten to the point where I can