Chapter 3 More Than 10

He started to move slowly, adjusting his length into me fully, and my body came to ease with his size.

We both started to move in rhythm, his thrust and passion seem so pure for once, I feel like he is making love to me.

A true passionate love, not a random F**k.

It boosts my adrenaline, and again the sensation of a new orgasm starts to build. I am glad he is not using protection.

More conducive to getting my dream baby!

My legs were scissored around his waist as I started to stroke him with more effort.

His hands which were gentle on my skin a few moments before, became rough as he thrust deeper and harder.

Pushing me closer to my orgasm and there I feel him hitting my G-spot.

I lose myself under him and he follows after a moment.

“Elsa…”

A low murmur escaped from his lips when he shot his seed inside me, releasing his desires completely, raw and rough.

And a question came into my mind when I looked at the ceiling blankly recovering from the orgasmic happiness.

Who is Elsa?

I looked at the man, whose forehead pressed to my shoulder filled with sweat.

Slowly, my hand wiped his sweat and allowed him to rest on me for a while as my hand

gently caressed his hair.

Elsa, the name he murmured, shouldn’t be my concern at all.

What I wanted was only his seeds. And he did give me, generously. So, that's enough.

This one-night stand should remain as a one-night stand and nothing else.

Slowly, I pushed his sleeping body away from mine and covered him with a blanket.

I am more than satisfied with my decision to choose him.

Surely, his seed will produce a handsome and powerful child. And I will raise the child well.

Oh, I can't wait to become a mother.

Happily, I dressed, ignoring the pain in my abdomen. Thankfully the man had ripped nothing off my clothes, and my phone remained in my skirt.

Quickly, I ordered a cab and returned to my home with multiple thoughts in my mind.

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“Where did you get this money?”

Before I could enjoy more joy that I gained my goal, the next day started with a bickering with my mom.

I questioned my mother while looking at the new paid bill angrily, and she just turned her head away to avoid my gaze.

Her voice lowered as she said, “Amy, except for your father, who else can help us?”

Anger was blazing in my chest. I gritted my teeth to resist the urge to open her head and check well.

I just don't understand. Why？Why after all these years, she still rely on him more than me?

As soon as I completed my graduation, I took her to move out of his house and left him.

I worked so hard that sometimes I even needed to do several jobs to support our lives.

It's a hard time but I cherish it very well.

I always believed that sooner or later I will let my mom understand that we can live a happy life on our own.

Without that man and his money.

Everything was slowly getting better until the previous company I worked for suddenly declared bankruptcy.

For the past few months, we did get some financial difficulties to pay the bills. But I already found a new job with the help of Elle.

Yet before I could share this good news with my dear mom, she had reached out to my so-called father for help.

I couldn't help feeling disappointed and frustrated.

Breathing a sigh, I adjusted my temper and tried to ease my mom, “We don’t need his help, mother. I'l return the money to him.”

I know what he is. He is not the man who hands out the money without any price.

He will surely be asking for something from us, very soon.

“Your florist job couldn’t pay the rent and our expenses, Amy…" My mother looked at me worriedly, "May...maybe, we should return to your father.”

What??

“NO! Never!” I yelled out with my eyes red, which made my mother flinch.

“Amy, I just don't want to see you too hard..." She grabbed my hand carefully and I could see the care in her eyes.

I know she is telling the truth. My mother is always the person who wants to see me happy most.

I know how deep a mother's love for her child can be and how much a child can be attached to her mother.

For me, this is the closest and prettiest bond in the world.

So I always want a child of my own.

But "Father" is a horrible word for me. I don't need it and will make sure my child also doesn't need it.

Soothe the tears from the corners of my eyes, I turned to her.

“There is no need for that, mom. I have gotten a new job, and soon everything will be good…” I gave her my word.

My mother still looked at me in worry and I shook my head.

“Mother, trust me…” I squeezed her soft hand and then gave her a smile, she returned the smile with warmth in her eyes.

I am very positive about this new job, surely, this will change my fate.

At night, I received Elle's text, she was full of curiosity.

ELLE: “Mission Accomplished?”

I smirked and then instead of replying to her, I sent her the picture of the marks on my neck.

ELLE: “More than 10.”

She shared her thoughts with a laughing emoji and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Ha Ha Ha

Oh, I so much needed this laugh after the mention of my father in this house. I hoped my mother would completely leave him one day and see the truth.

SIGH

After chatting with Elle, I opened the news feed of the company. Elle mentioned a new heir who is going to be in charge of the company from now on.

Someone from the Shepherd Family.

I looked through the article but strangely, there is no face photo of him, only a long-distance side shot.

From the side, man's muscles were evident, his nerves at the neck stood in attention, his hairs deep brown in shade giving me a familarity, his nose stood straight from the side, and his eyes were sharp as he looked ahead with confidence.

His physique was strong so was his aura sending unexpected chills in my body.

Why am I finding him very similar?

Have I met this new boss somewhere before?