One Night Stand

Javier’s POV

I awoke to the delicious aroma of breakfast. I knew it was my wife in the kitchen. As I dashed downstairs, I was met by my kid and wife in the kitchen. Xavier was baking as my wife and the others arranged the table. I walked around her back to hug her as she went to check her pot. I kissed her neck while wrapping my hands around her waist. I sneered as she quiver slightly.

“You are mine to touch, Mrs. Hills?” She turned and kissed me while wrapping her hands around my neck.

I would have cursed you if you had asked me to marry four months ago. But believe me when I say that I married the most lovely lady on the earth.

“Good morning, my darling,” I murmured, and she kissed me again before answering.

“Good morning, my king. How did you spend your night?” I’m sure she doesn’t want me to respond to that one in front of our kid. She fucked me like it was the last time.

“Well, Mrs. Hills, tell me how you think my night went.” She gave me a wink as she gazed at me.

“My prince, what are you baking?” I turned to face my son and inquired. The footprint I saw last night has vanished.

“I’m cooking your favorite dessert, apple pie, since Grandma said you loved it, so I went on YouTube and watched a video on how to make it. Take a seat; it will be ready shortly.”

Javier sat and waited without saying anything. When Xander arrived with the apple pie he had prepared for his father, the table was set and everyone was seated.

it the previous time I baked for you, Daddy. Please

prince, papa is going

mounted the stairs, barking like a crazed dog, while everyone was sitting

your room, but you never did. You must carry out your responsibilities as the baby’s father.

would not reveal to Sandra that their boss had been transporting her to the guest

was his room. They sat and ate without saying anything. She was startled that no one seemed to care about

should try this; it’s excellent

Sandra had a thought in the

I’m carrying your kid, I want to have the Karlmann King Gabriella

comfy for the kid, but you’d have to get your own or beg baby daddy to get one for you, mmmm.”

your successor. I should

haven’t spoken a word since you got to this table?” Sandra shook her head. “Very well, let me tell you, First and foremost, I had no idea you were in my residence without my permission. Second, you just used the phrase “baby father.” Since I’m not the baby’s father, don’t you think you should go tell him to accompany you to your check-up? Thirdly, how shameless can you be, coming to my house making demands, just who the fuck do you think you are? Do you think you even qualify to dine with my wife and kid? You are just a rotten potato Sandra, no one

we made out outside the karaoke bar?” I saw my wife

at the table. However, be careful

your own f*cking

home, isn’t it? I just thought you needed to be reminded, at least

you’re expecting his child? Lucas would undoubtedly be an excellent parent. Don’t you agree?” I saw her eyes

“You ‘you,’ Javier...”