I woke up feeling so excited. I already planned on how to pursue her again.

I was laying on the bed looking up at the ceiling. I missed waking up in the morning with my wife beside me. She always slept on top of my body and I loved it so much.

I always cooked for her. Since the day she almost burned the penthouse down when she tried cooking, I never allowed her to get near to the kitchen again.

"What's going on here?" I yelled.

I was in the meeting when I received a phone call from one of the bodyguards I hired to watch Olivia. There was a commotion in the building and the police came to the penthouse. I quickly ended the meeting and went straight to the house.

I found my wife sitting on the couch with tears brimming in her eyes. I strode towards her and pulled her to my lap.

The two police officers and four fireman were staring at us. I didn't like the way they were staring to my wife. I clenched my fist and cuddled my wife closer to me.

The manager explained what happened with the kitchen and the smoke alarm.

I looked at my wife but she just buried her face to the crook of my neck. She was trembling. She must had thought I would be mad at her.

To ease her, I kissed her forehead then her lips and smiled at her.

"Well, if everything is fine you can leave now." I commanded and they all stood up and walked out to the door.

"Are you okay, baby?"

She nodded.

"Tell me what happen."

"I was cooking for dinner and I didn't notice the smoke was all over the kitchen. It was too late when I heard the alarm panicked already." Her voice was clearly shaking.

I smiled sweetly to her.

"You tried cooking for dinner?" She nodded. "For us?" She nodded again.

"I guess Mr. Kitchen and my sexy wife are not friends." I added while she chuckled with embarrassment.

I scooped her with my arms, and we headed to the kitchen. I let her sat on the chair and kissed her lips. I removed my clothes and put the pink apron on. She loved the pink apron so I bought it for her.

I saw her licking her lips and I could tell she was so turned on. Well, seeing her licking her lips turned me on too.

"After dinner, I expect my dessert." I smirked sexily.

I came closer to her. "I will definitely ravish you later, my sweetest dessert." Then I licked the sides of her left ear making her giggled.

****

Mr. Patrick, the dean of the university where my wife was working at, had invited me for lunch with them. When I saw my Olivia walking inside the venue, I couldn't help but stare at her in awe. Though she got thinner that before, she never failed to mesmerized me.

She was wearing a royal blue formal attire. My favorite color. Similar color with the suit I was wearing.

I was tailing her while she was putting foods on her plate.

"Are you getting fussy with the foods now?" She jumped in surprised and turned to me.

"Good afternoon, sir!" She responded firmly.

"Don't call me sir! You know I hate it, especially coming from your mouth."

People were staring at us probably wondering why I raised my voice.

Then suddenly, four women swarmed towards me and introduced themselves. I returned a smile and handshakes but I was not interested of meeting them less memorizing their names.

I excused myself and walked towards Mr. Patrick.

"Mr. Miller, thank you for joining us. It's our pleasure having you here."

"Thank you. Mr. Patrick, I want to walk around the school and Olivia offered to help me. Can we excuse ourselves now?" I wasn't asking for permission. I didn't need it. I just told him so he would be the one to lead me to Olivia. I knew she won't refuse a favor from the dean himself.

"Olivia? Ah, Olivia! Miss Grey. Of course. I'll lead your way to her, Mr. Miller."

I followed him. I adjusted my suit and brushed my hair with my fingers. I had to impress her.

She was sitting at the far end of the table area munching a cupcake and examining it joyfully. Cute.

"Miss Grey, thank you for your generousity. Mr. Miller said you offered to give him a tour around the school. I guess you don't have classes anymore this afternoon, can you possibly do it after lunch?" Mr. Patrick said ecstatically.

She looked so shock and turned her gaze to me. Her eyes wanted to protest, I knew.

"Sure, no problem sir." She sounded hesitant. I had to endure her deadly stares.

"Lead the way Miss Grey." She'll gonna kill me for sure.

We went walking around the campus. I could feel the awkwardness and she was trying to distance herself from my body.

"Thank you for being part of the university sir!" Her gesture was very professional.

"It's always been my pleasure. Miss Grey..." I was about to say something but her phone suddenly rang.

She excused herself and walked to one corner few meters away from me.

She looked so distraught while talking on the phone. I walked towards her but she might hadn't noticed.

"Hello baby? Momma is here."

My world suddenly stopped. Baby? She has a son? Did the private investigator miss this information?

"Momma will be coming home now ok? Please don't cry honey." She said sweetly.

"I'll be heading home now. Thanks France!"

"Who's baby you are talking to?"

"It's none of your business Mr. Miller." She angrily responded and before she could walk away I grabbed her wrist.

"It's my fucking business because you are my wife."

"Was! Not anymore." She walked away.

I was left there confused and hurt. So she had a son? Who's the father? I will kill him. How dare he touched my wife?

Thinking of Olivia with another man made my blood boil.

It's your fault after all.

I pulled my phone out and called my driver to get ready. I will kill the bastard who touched my woman.

****

I just got out of the car when the rain started to pour. After knocking twice, Olivia came out and she looked so furious upon seeing me.

"What are you doing here?"

I couldn't describe my feelings right now.

The little child in her arms. He is me. Blue eyes. Oh my God! What have you done, David!?

"May I come in?"

She didn't answer.

"I'm sure you don't want your neighbors to wonder why I'm standing outside your house."

"You have no business here. Please leave!"

When the baby saw me, he instantly extended his arms like he wanted to be picked up. Looking at him made my heart leaped in joy.

I touched his soft chubby cheeks and he giggled adorably and held my fingers. The thunder howled so loud and strong making the baby jump in fear. He cuddled closer to her mom.

I wrapped them with my arms and led them inside the house. I removed my coat and set aside my shoes.

"May I take him?"

She nodded.

I gently took him to my arms and he giggled again. My little munchkin.

"My baby." My little son. I was on the verge of crying. I hugged him to me and kissed his head lovingly.

He wrapped his little arms around my neck while I was humming a song, then he gently closed his eyes. The storm was getting terrible outside.

I noticed Livy secretly wiping her tears. It pained me to see her crying and knowing that I caused it.

I gently put my son on the bed and arranged the pillows around him. I was extremely happy knowing that I had a son with Olivia. No need for any blood tests. I already knew he was my son, my own blood.

"I need to talk to you." I told Olivia but she just walked out.

I looked back to my son and kissed his chubby cheeks.

I'm sorry, my baby. I promise, son. I will get you and mommy back.

****

"What do you want?" She snapped.

"What's our baby's name?" I asked calmly.

"Nicholai James...and HE IS MY BABY" She was fuming with anger. I could feel it. I had to step few inches back otherwise she would swallow me right there.

She used my middle name for our son. It made me more grateful and delighted.

"I know your mad at me right now. But I will explain to you why I'm...."

"I am beyond mad right now. I am beyond angry. I am beyond furious. I am full of rage." Seeing her tears pained me to the core.

"No! Don't touch me."

I tried wiping her tears but she slapped my hand away.

"Olivia! Please listen to me." I pleaded.

"No. I'm done with you! I'm done with this!"

"Baby..."

"Do not call me that, never again."

When she dropped down to her knees, I couldn't contain my emotions anymore. Tears were already flowing down my cheeks while I was hugging her to my arms.

I just noticed that she was already silent.That was when I found out she lost consciousness. I checked her pulse and it was fine. She looked like she was just sleeping. She must had been exhausted from crying. I kissed her forehead and carried her bride style to the couch.

I laid her on top me and eventually I fell asleep.

"Let me go." I heard a weak voice.

I opened my eyes and stared at my beautiful wife laying on top of my body.

"Never."

I always loved having her here in my arms. I had been addicted to her smell. I will kill whoever touches what's mine.

She got up and walked to the bedroom. I followed her to check our son who was peacefully sleeping with drool on his face. So adorable. My baby.

I wrapped her with my arms from behind and I kissed her neck. She was startled but she stayed still. I was imagining myself taking her from behind which she used to liked so much. I pressed our bodies more so she could feel my arousal.

"I have to make dinner now." She interrupted my thoughts.

"No baby, let me."

The rain was still pouring so hard. Perfect timing. I chuckled to myself. Goodness, I sound like a hormonal teenager.

"I'll call a cab when you leave."

"Can I stay here for the night?" I pleaded.

"...I don't know my way to the hotel and there is storm." I sounded like a lost puppy who didn't know his way to his shelter. I didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, but she was giving me that are-you-serious look.

"Fine. You can take the couch."

I happily nodded and continued cooking.

I was done setting the table. I made it romantic for her. I had to impress her. This is it! Good luck, pal!

"Baby, dinner's ready."

She glared at me. "Don't call me that."

I pulled the chair for her and served her before I settled myself.

We started digging in. I was so happy seeing her enjoying the foods I had prepared for her.

How's school?" I asked first to break the ice.

"Good."

"Do you have many friends already?" What a question, David.

"I do."

I paused for a while to formulate my next questions.

"Can I stay here tomorrow? I will take care of our son."

"No need. France is staying, and I only have two subjects all in the morning so I will be coming home early."

"Can I take you and our son out tomorrow after your work?"

"Why?" She plainly asked.

"Ahm...just to...ahm..spend time with....you and our baby." Did I just stutter?

Honestly, I could feel her slowly terrorizing me with her eyes. She was the only woman who could make me shiver in fear down to my spine.

"Okay". Really? Yes!

"Thank you!" I jumped in excitement and she chuckled.

****

We had our lunch date at the famous Italian restaurant in the city. Looking at Livy made me more guilty. She never smiled to me. She only laughed when our baby did something adorable. I wanted her to smile for me.

She looked so beautiful in her burgundy dress. Her curves were perfect and breasts looked a lot bigger, probably because she was breastfeeding.

I kept glancing at her. I couldn't help it honestly. I wanted to devour her plump lips right on the spot. My bulge made me more uncomfortable.

I had fun playing with my son. He was already a genius for his age. He had fun playing with my stubbles and it made me think twice if I would cut it soon or not.

****

Don't you have anywhere to go or to do?" Olivia just popped up the question.

I was sitting on the couch playing with our son on my lap while watching cartoons.

"Nope."

"You know you cannot stay here for long."

I stared at her.

"Do you want me to go now?"

"David, we both know we are not getting back together." She said calmly.

"I want to stay here, with you and our son." Even if I have to dig and grovel, I will be willing to do it.

"I will give you access to visit my son if that's all you want." That honestly shocked me.

"But I want to see you as well." I replied.

"When you visit my son, then you will probably be able to see me."

"No, I want to be present in your life and our baby everyday, forever." I implored.

"David, stop this drama!" She quickly interrupted. "I will not hinder you to see my son."

"Baby..."

"As for us, you are over a year late." She yelled and tears started to run down her cheeks.

"I am not going anywhere." I said to her while wiping her tears but she just turned her head away.

"Don't you understand. I'm not going back to you." She yelled again causing our baby to cry.

Livy tried calming him and getting him from my arms but our son just shoved her hand away and instead sneaked closer to my neck while sobbing.

I cooed him while he was crying softly.

"Baby, I'm sorry. Please to come to mamma." Livy tried winning his attention and he finally extended his arms to his mom.

I was not saying anything. I probably looked stupid. I just remained standing not able to utter any words. It pained me to see my wife crying and depressed.

"I will go out for a while. I'll be back later." I spoke in low tone.

My son must had noticed me walking out of the door because he cried again extending his arms to me. Tears were started to form in his eyes.

I walked back and picked my son up and kissed his head.

"I love you son. Daddy will be back, okay?" I said sweetly to him and gave him back to his mommy. 💋