"Axton!" I yell his name, frowning at the jar of pickles.

"I'll be there, start the meeting." He says into his phone as walks into the kitchen. He hangs up and turns his attention onto me.

"Yes my love?" Fuck I love him. But I love the pickles more.

"Open this stupid jar please!" I whine, impatient for the tangy taste.

"And if I say no?" he raises his eyebrows and I roll my eyes.

"Then you can get another fiance," I mumble pushing past him and walking to the couch.

"Well, in that case, do you know where I can find another fiance?" he asks me and I throw a grey throw pillow at him.

"Easy Soph, you might actually hit me." he chuckles and I glare at him, which makes him grin even more.

"I gotta head to the office, but I'll pick you up at five, I wanna take you somewhere." He tells me and instantly gains my interest.

"Where?" I ask like he'll answer.

"You're gonna have to wait, in the meantime, here's you're jar of pickles." I smile as he hands me the open jar.

"Thank you baby." I smile and he just smiles, looking at me.

"What?" I ask hm.

"Nothing." he shakes his head.

Okay then.

"I'll see you later okay?" he kisses me.

"Be safe." I say against his lips.

"Always baby." he pulls away and walks out the door.

"Just us now my loves." I look down at my still flat stomach, believe it or not I can't wait for the bump to start showing! And yes, I know it's early but I like talking to them.

I was discharged from the hospital a few days ago, since then, I've learnt that Kiara is my half-sister, she is in fact not pregnant with Axton's child, hell she isn't even pregnant. She used it as a excuse so that she can stay in New York, to and I quote 'Destroy Kimberly Rivera.' Yeah good luck with that.

All our family members know we're expecting babies, and everything is hidden from the media. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love all my fans, they're so supportive and amazing! But for now, my pregnancy as well as my engagement will be kept private. Speaking of engagement, Axton isn't happy about how we were engaged, he said it was too rushed, but I love it. It's unique and will really add character to the 'I objected to your dad's marriage with another woman.' part of the story that I tell our kids. He said he'll leave it at that. Hopefully.

I head into our bedroom and into the closet, taking a white dress and a brown coat off the hangers, I quickly change, put on some heels and fix my hair and make-up. I grab a purse and I'm ready to go to the office. I take all the lights off and grab my keys, making my way out the apartment. I walk to the elevator, which opens filled with people, but the left corner grabs my attention. A woman and her son. He holds onto his mom's hand firmly as the elevator goes down the floors, his brown eyes staring into mines. I smile at him and he returns it, turning back to his mom.

"You're really pretty." he turns around and says, my heart explodes!

"You're really handsome." I smile at him and he looks down shyly.

"What's your name?" I ask him.

"Jude." I smile at him.

"I'm sorry!" his mom apologizes.

"It's okay, he's adorable." I smile.

"You're Sophia right? Axton's girlfriend?" I nod.

"He and my husband are business partners," she tells me and I nod in understanding.

"So, boy or girl?" she asks me, and my eyes widen.

"How'd you know?" I ask her.

"The way you're looking at Jude, plus your hand went to your stomach when the elevator dropped." Is she in te FBI or some shit?

"We don't know yet." I tell her and she smiles.

"Congrats!"

"Thank you." I smile, still a bit concerned. Is she a witch? Yeah, sure Sophia and her son is a werewolf.

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"Blue, a very dark blue, understood?" I tell my employees and they nod.

"Also, the fabrics will be here Monday, I'll choose which ones I think fit the line."

"Alright, we've been here for hours, you guys go get some coffee, take a walk and I'll see you guys on Monday after the fabric consultation." They nod and walk out the office.

"Hayley," I call her as I grab the pen and quickly scribble my signature.

"How's it going with the office is Los Angeles?" I ask her.

"Everything is good, the warehouses have reported positive data to the office and we have a twenty-five increase in custom orders." she says and I nod.

"Great-" My phone rings and I see Jace's name across the screen.

"Great job Hayley, keep it up. I got to take this." she nods, walking out my office as I slide answer.

"Hi Jacey." I place the phone between my shoulder and ear as I continue signing papers.

"Hey Soph, can we have lunch tomorrow ? I just wanted to talk-"

"I don't fucking care! I want the deal off in the next fucking five minutes or you can wish your company a farewell!" I hear Axton's voice.

"Bro shut up." Jace says, obviously he's at McKay Industries.

"Anyways,lunch tomorrow Soph?" Jace asks.

"Yeah, sure. Is Axton-"

"Lisa, bring me the fucking contract!" I hear him aggressively sign the paper and throw the pen on the table.

"Now you fucking know, a deal is a deal," he says and I hear the person who he's talking to.

"Axton, man fuck! My dad's gonna kill me." Alton, his cousin. Nigel's son. Yikes.

"He's uh, occupied. Okay Soph, Adios!"

"Jace wait!" the line goes dead.

"Adios, my ass," I mumble running my hand through my hair.

About half an hour later, my office door opens and Axton walks in. I get up, grabbing my purse because he said we were gonna leave, but he walks towards me and wraps his arms around me.

"Hi." I wrap my arms around him. He doesn't respond, he just holds me. I frown remembering how upset he was earlier.

"Tough day?" I ask him, running my fingers through his hair.

"You have no idea." he mumbles and I kiss his cheek. He pulls away, and grabs my hand.

"Let's go." I look at him confused.

"We don't have to, if you're tired-"

"I just needed you, I'm here with you, I'm great." I smile at him, I'm so lucky. I lean in and kiss him.

"I love you." I mumble, resting my forehead against his.

"I love you more baby." I chuckle at his response, we're not gonna be that couple.

"Come on, let's go!" he says and he intertwines our fingers as we walk out my office.

We get down to the car and he opens the door for me, I get in and he pulls the seatbelt over me. Every time, I get butterflies.

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"Then she says we don't have the correct fabric, I lost it!" I tell Axton, taking a sip of my milkshake.

"No, way, how dare her," he says and I shake my head laughing at how he listens to my crap.

The car comes to a stop, in a familiar community. A gated community, a popular choice for celebrities since the security is tight. He hands a card to the guard that allows us to drive to the very end of the street, almost on a hill.

A very modern, white house with a fountain, amazingly kept garden. It's beautiful and overlooks the city. My memory kicks in.

The location, the colors, the fountain, the garden, the freaking gate! No way.

"Another sketch of yours, brought to life." he kisses my cheek, as he places a key on my lap.

"No, no way!" I gasp.

"I hope the twins like sleeping on the second floor, third floor is mommy's and daddy's." he winks at me.

"No freaking way you had this built! We drew this when we were ten!" I gasp.

"I mean, you drew it, I built it." he says and I still can't believe I'm looking at this.