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She left. Did I follow her? No, because I'm an idiot. I chose to defend my mother over the mother of my children. Stupid, right?

I know for a fact that Harley tried her best to be as respectful as possible to my mother but my mother most probably kept pushing at her rudely.

I sighed. I should've probably followed her. How stupid can I be? She's pregnant, hormonal and crying. God, she's crying. There's nothing I hate like Harley crying. It just eats me up inside especially when I'm the cause of those tears...

"Valentino?" I turned around to find my mother smiling softly at me.

At this point, I'm very much upset with her. Normally seeing her would calm me down but definitely not in this situation. This time seeing her just fuelled me more.

"What did you say to Harley?" My tone came out harsher than intended.

Her smile falls and she practically sneers at me. "Valentino don't naive. That la donnaccia ruined your engagement with Marilyn! And you were stupid enough to let her!" She yelled and I scoffed.

I couldn't believe her. The mother I know was never this cruel woman that's glaring at me now.

"I'm not sure if you noticed but Marilyn cheated on me for god knows how long and then came back and broke things off me!"

"And she realised her stupidity and came back. Now she's trying for your baby and your not willing. And do you know how bad this looks for the both of you in the media's eyes?" I raise my eyebrows.

"So this is what it's all about? The media? I couldn't give two shits about the media even if I cared." I'm fuming. Out of all things, she cares about the fucking media?

"Watch your language Valentino Raheem Princely! I am your mother!" She scolds.

"But you're not acting my mother." I took my car keys from the bowl and headed straight to the garage.

"Where are you going?" My mother yelled after me. "To be with the woman I love and comfort the mother of my children." I hopped into the car and roared it to life.

As I was about to drive down the driveway my mother suddenly jumped in front of the car causing me to hit the breaks really hard.

"Ma!" I was really getting irritated by her actions right now. "You're making a grande mistake, Valentino." She frowned at me.

"Then I guess it'll have to be a mistake I live with for the rest of my life." I said and she stepped aside and I drove away leaving the house.

On my way to Harley's hotel, I went and picked up some Mexican takeouts for her because I know she's most probably hungry again.

Once I've arrived at her hotel, I grab the takeouts and head up to her penthouse.

Once I'm in front of her door, I take a breath and knock.

It takes her a while to open the door and the sight in front of me kills me. She's still crying and her eyes are very much puffy and bloodshot.

"I'm sorry." I say and she pulls me into a soul crushing hug but it's not so easy as her belly keeps some distance between us. She cries even harder into my chest and I lead her towards the couch as she cries into my shirt. "I should've defended you, Harley. I shouldn't have let her hurt you like that. And never again will I let anyone hurt you." I pulled her close into me.

"I hate that I can't feel your chest on my chest." She cries harder and I chuckle. She's seriously mainly crying because she can't feel my chest on her chest.

I lift her head up so she can look into my eyes. "It's okay. It's only temporary." I kiss her lips softly. "This will soon be over and you'll rest your cute chest on mine every night." I kiss her again and again until she gets impatient capturing my lips for a lasting kiss.

When she loses her breath I break from the kiss and start kissing her jaw moving down to her neck and further down until I'm at her chest. I pull her onto my lap so she straddles me and stand up holding her as I walk to the bedroom while kissing her sweet spot just behind her ear.

When I get to the bedroom, I gently lay her down on the bed and undress her, taking my time. Once her naked body is in all my glory I slowly worship her body like the queen she is. Give her the pleasure I know for a fact she's never felt with anyone before.

Her moans fill the penthouse like angels singing. Beautiful to my ears. Once she feels she'd had more than enough foreplay she undresses in a hurry to have me inside her.

"Babe, no need to rush. We've got all the time to ourselves." I tell her and she relaxes.

Once I'm all naked I climb on top of her making sure that I don't put any pressure on her. The moment I enter her it's like everything in the world is perfect. We match each other so perfectly it's almost surreal.

And for once I don't fuck her, no. For the first time in our relationship we make love. I show her what I feel for her through these actions.

When we both hit an extraordinary climax we both collapse and lie on our backs looking up at the ceiling. We sigh in contentment at the same time.

"I love you." She says still looking up at the ceiling. "And I'm not just saying that because of the amazing love-making. I needed to get it off my chest before I exploded." She rambles and I chuckle.

She turns on her side to look at me. "Are we still co-parenting fuck buddies?" She leaned her head against her hand that was supported by her elbow.

"Swear jar." She groaned. I turn on my side mimicking her position. "And no we're not. And I'd like to make our relationship official by taking you out on a date. As well as to spend Thanksgiving tomorrow together, just the two of us." I said and she beamed but then frowned.

"What about your mother? Wouldn't she want to spend Thanksgiving with you?" She asked and I shrugged.

"I think this would teach her a lesson. She needs to learn that her behaviour was unacceptable." I said and she nodded with a small frown. "But don't worry about that." I kissed her forehead and she nodded.

I layed on my back again and pulled her to my chest letting her sleep partially on me.

"I'd rather spend Thanksgiving giving with you because you and the kids are my family and that's what I'm thankful for."