Beg Harder by Artemis Dianne (web based ebook reader TXT) 📕

CHARLES

The second she opened her eyes, coming out of that trance, I knew there was something special about her. I knew she would make it very interesting for me and she didn't disappoint. The first time I heard her beg, I knew it would be so easy and that she was already going to be mine. 

 

She's breathtakingly gorgeous, and when combined with her incredible physique, she can bring any powerful man to his knees.  Baby was destined to fall on my hands and learning how pure she was just added to the excitement of the circumstances.


 

I've never met a woman before in my life who is willing to go to such lengths to save her family's lives, but everything has a limit, even her dedication. I was already anticipating that she would get weary of the same old, same old threats against her family members.


 

The only way to keep her alive and moving on was for me to give her a purpose. I need this one to stick for good, and having the baby within her will help cement our relationship even more. There's no getting away from it now. The fact is, she will always be linked to me, and there is nothing she can do to change that.


 

Her flaw, the only flaw that made her weak. 

 

So far, I've seen how far she's prepared to go to preserve what she considers to be very valuable to her. Her lack of cultural awareness did not instill in her any appreciation for luxury, and even after being exposed to it, she didn't care for it. 

 

I've learned that money didn't motivate her even when she had a lot of it; she preferred to live a simple life, which is opposed to her sister's lifestyle. However, I've learned that the one thing she desires more than anything else in the world is to be allowed to enter the air swiping system. Whenever this was given to her, I could see the excitement in her eyes.


 

After we have our child, I will be able to begin teaching her to be utterly devoted to me and only me. I didn't want her abilities to go to waste, so I engaged her. She's a really bright young lady. Even Rich understands how dangerous it would be if she were to be able to get into the system, and now that we are expecting a baby, I can control her and prevent her from doing anything to fuck me over.
 

All of her will to flee will be dashed. On every occasion that I transfer her, I see how she stares towards the exits. As I place her in that situation, I understand precisely how her mind works. I devised a strategy to drive her emotions to the point of desperation.
 

Despite the fact that I provided her with a cause to murder Peter, it seemed to be her first time killing another person, based on her hesitation. My suspicions were confirmed when she refused to do it, no matter how much she wanted vengeance. She was a man who came in via the back door. There was not a speck of aggression in her, at least not yet, as I said.

I let out a laugh at this thought, making the person adjusting the carbon protector I'll be wearing underneath this suit halt his movement and look at me in fear. I gave him an annoyed look and prompted him to move faster.

I air swiped the monitor to check my bride, and I saw her getting ready. Now, looking at how innocent she seems, it was probably a bad call to have that kind of setting for her first-time kill. She needed a better reason to kill Peter, which will be easy to show her once she'd given birth. I guess it is not enough by making her believe that her aunt was killed by my brother. Perhaps if we target her sister then that should finally push her to do it. 

Her figure is still in the process of being less slender. We've been administering progesterone to her in order to assist her body adapt to the pregnancy. My first priority was to place a monitor on her to ensure that everything was mending properly in her womb.

I didn't intend to get carried away by pushing her, but it's been a long time since I've had a taste of her, and she's been teasing and tempting I couldn't help myself that night but luck is still on my side for if she has lost the baby my plan to keep her would quickly go in a wrong turn.

I get a call from Rich informing me that everything is ready.  

I made my way to the altar, the whole place was the usual white aesthetic that I like. Millions of flowers that were hanging on the ceiling scented the whole place. I like there were empty chairs everywhere. I wanted it to be very intimate and I walk further in and stood next to a sweaty priest who's nervously smiling at me. He tries to shake my hand and have a small talk but I look at him in annoyance. Why the hell was this guy chosen for this? 

I air swipe a command to Rich to kill this person after the ceremony to which I usually get a response right away from him. I sent another command and still no response. 

I decided to check what's the delay from his end is all about when suddenly I hear the instrumental music playing and saw my bride at the end of the aisle, I quickly swipe out of the system made a mental note to confront Rich for this insolence later and focus on Baby walking forward slowly to me. 

Baby is looking so magnificent in person. Her hair was flowy along with her white gown shining like a true queen. She was holding a small ball of flowers that made her even more appealing. The gown we're seeing through and did a very well done accentuate her curves.

Baby can truly last on my side, she will fit the title of being my first wife and if she plays her cards right perhaps she can be my last.  I'm finally caging her.

I walk a few steps to take her hand and walk in front of this sweaty pig. I smile at her and engulf her scent. 

There would nothing be holy about my matrimony with her as the priest mumbles, but here I am, going about the whole union, Clearly blackmailing her is the only way but somehow this tradition was instilled in our bones whether me and my brother like to admit it or not. I'm nearing the age that it's time I have my own heirs, I found the qualities in Baby that I would like for my heirs to have.  After the exchange of I do's, I'm pleased to know that there was no hesitation on her.