Unreasonably

*Liah's POV

The next morning, we went to my appointment. I insisted to go alone but he said no. He has been different ever since we saw the baby. And I became someone I do not recognize. I constantly gave in to the pleasure he offered to me like a dog with a master. I hate myself for it.

"My brothers are coming tonight," he spoke. He was the one who is driving.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes.

He sighed loudly, "They are not ... so nice,"

"I survived you," I crossed my arms. "I'm sure I will survive them too," he went silent. "I want a therapist,"

"What?" I raised a brow, "Fine. I have someone in my mind."

"I don't want a stalker who will report every single breath to you," I turned to him. "I want a real therapist."

He nodded, biting his lip. "Is it because you are falling for me?"

I laughed loudly. "Do you seriously think I would fall for you? Come on," his grip tightened on the steering wheel. He is getting furious and hurt. And I shouldn't care, "You never fail to amaze me with your imagination, David,"

He abruptly stopped the car once we got inside the building. "Your screams testified otherwise, Princess," heat run to my cheeks. "You're even blushing,"

"I'm mad!"

"That you came all over my face, fingers and cock?" His dirty words caught me by surprise. "Or because you can't bring yourself to hate me as you want?"

"I hate you!"

"Whatever makes you sleep peacefully, princess," and with that he captured my lips with his. I resisted the urge to move my lips. "Nice try," he pinched my cheek and got off of the car. I cursed myself and followed him.

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"Everything seems fine," Dr. Zahara smiled as she finished her checkups. "For the next few weeks, you will have morning sickness, dizziness and insomnia. If it gets severe, you should come to me."

"She will," David pecked my head.

"Leave us alone. I want to talk to her alone," he frowned. "Don't worry. I'm sure she will tell you if I try to harm your baby,"

He closed his eyes for a bit before complying.

"So, Ms. Anderson, what is it?"

"Look, I'm being abnormally horny in the past week. I want some medicine," when I finished, she chuckled.

"It's your hormons, Liah. I can't just give you medicines," I sighed. "But you can use another methods, like keeping yourself busy, exercise,"

I nodded, "Also, does pregnancy throw out your ability to rationalize things?"

"Sometimes," she smiled. "I remember when I was pregnant, I asked my husband for a divorce because he didn't buy me a concert ticket,"

"Really?"

"Yeah. I said, 'You got me pregnant so I won't go to the concert," I couldn't help but laugh. "Ridiculous, right?"

"I'm sorry," I wiped my tears.

"I was being a child," she sighed, "So, yeah. You can be unreasonable," I hummed. That explains the feelings.

"Thank you," I smiled at her.

"Anytime," I nodded and left.

Outside, David was talking to someone. He was saying things like, not someone I know. I couldn't understand so I cleared my throat.

"I'll call back," he hung up and put the phone inside his pocket. "Is everything—"

"I want to go home," I said with no emotion. "Did you get a therapist?"

"I'm trying,"

"If it was Mark, he would've found one already," I shook my head. "That's why I'm in love with him,"

"You said you want someone who won't report to me. Meaning someone I don't know," his eyes darken. "Why did you—"

"I'm missing Mark, though," I ignored him. "I mean he kissed me one day yet—" before I could react, he pinned me in the nearest room.

"Don't test my limits, Princess!"

I could feel his anger radiating off of him, and I knew I had pushed him too far. But I couldn't help it, I was feeling overwhelmed and mad.

"Why are you so angry?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Because you keep bringing up Mark," he growled, his grip on my arms tightening.

"Does it hurt?" A muscle ticked in his jaw, "Maybe he has something that I'm craving for."

"He has fucking nothing!" He spit some saliva on my face and I sassily wiped it.

"He has," I tilted my head, "I came all over your mouth, fingers and cock, but I still belong to him,"

He took a deep breath, "I see what you're trying to do," he chuckled darkly. "You want me to lose control so that you can make yourself feel better. So you can tell yourself that I'm still a monster. Guess what? I still am. And you're slowly falling for this monster," and with that he pushed me away and left the room. After I came myself down, I followed him and we drove back to his mansion.

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"Bro!" A tall guy pulled David into a hug. "We missed you!" He pulled out and patted his shoulders.

"I can tell," David replied sarcastically. "Where is Rob?"

"It's been three weeks since he got laid," he nudged him with his elbow. "Is this your girl?" He looked at me up and down. As if he touched a nerve, David secured his arms around my waist.

"Get freshen up. Casey will be here any minute now. I'm sure she missed her father," So this is Scott,

"I heard her mother left her here,"

"Becuse you were busy fucking every hole you found in london," David smiled bitterly.

"I will get freshen up," with that Scott left.

"Son of a bitch," he cursed. "Let me warn you for the last time, Princess. Stay away from him. If he tries anything, tell me," I nodded.

"Where is the other one?"

"Somewhere," he replied. I nodded again. "What do you want to eat?"

"Some poison," I said, dryly.

"Princess, stop being difficult,"

"I'm kidnapped, are you expecting me to be all giggly? Plus you raped me and abused me. You also kidnapped my parents,"

"And you were being a bad girl, so it's justified," he shrugged. "Want me to kneel and eat your sweet cunt?"

I slapped him across the face, my anger boiling over. "How dare you? You think you can just say whatever you want and I'll forgive you? You're sick, David. Sick in the head."

"Do you feel better?" He asked as if I kissed him, "my offer is still on. My cock is ready too." I looked down and he indeed is ready.

I couldn't believe his audacity. How could he even think about sex in this situation? I pushed him away and stood up, my hands shaking with anger. "You're disgusting," I spat at him.

"Are you telling me that if I put my fingers inside your pants, they will come out dry?"

No they won't, but he doesn't need to know that, "I will chop your hands off,"

"I—"

Before he could respond, the doorbell rang again and this time it was Michael with Casey in his arms. My heart skipped a beat. He was looking at me suspiciously.

"Casey!" Before we can catch her, Scott picked her up.

"Hey daddy," she excitedly said. "Where is Mommy?"

"She is somewhere," he replied. "Hello, Michael,"

"Scott," he coldly replied. "I'm leaving,"

"Where?" David asked shock covering his face.

"To my old apartment. I'll be here tomorrow," he waved at us and left.

'I'm sure Mark told him to leave,' I thought.