My Husband Refuses A Divorce

Just His Baby Mama

"We are sorry, ma'am, it's the boss’s order." Siena knew Sebastian hadn't been coming home, and she had cursed at him because she thought she knew who he would be with—Erica; she was his source of comfort. And now he had her...his baby mama—locked in a room for a whole week with two guards at her doorstep.

“Oh, he thinks he gets to control my life because I am carrying his child. Then let's see what he will do about this." Siena walked back into the room, and the guards only had to watch intently as she made her way to the wardrobe, where she began pulling out all the bed sheets she had and tying them together until they formed a really long rope.

“Mama is just gonna take you for a little flight.” She rubbed her still flat stomach with a smile of mischief in her eyes. The guards’ eyes suddenly widened as they rushed to her, but before they could get to her, she had run to the balcony, hurling the rope she had created with the sheets down.

“Mrs. Harper." One of them caught her wrists, not too tightly but trying not to harm her because they knew what their boss could do when his baby mama got hurt. She waited for the other guard to get close, feigning light struggles in the hand of the other.

With a light smirk on her lips, two needles mysteriously appeared in both her hands, and she dug each into the guards' bodies. “I think it’s both of you who need a great nap,” she said. “Sebastian is being a son of a b***h for putting you both under so much stress.”

“Huh. M-r-s. Harper… please.” Their eyes got drowsy before they finally pulled shut, and she heaved a sigh of relief as she took her phone and her bag, exiting the room. Her vision felt blurry all of a sudden, and the urge to puke fought in her guts. “Stop, stop, stop.”

Giving a stack of dollars to a maid, she pleaded with her to tell no one. She exchanged clothes with the maid, hiding her bag and phone in a bigger bag the maids took out. “If he thinks he is wise, poor puppy doesn't know what wife God blessed him with.” She knew what she was about to do today was going to cause trouble, oh, and she needed it to show the motherfucker who gets to control who.

Now she knew how much power she had carrying his baby, which she never wanted. Should she threaten to fall off a cliff, and for her survival, she gets all his bloody assets and runs away with them? Maybe this baby was a blessing she didn’t want.

W.L NIGHTCLUB…

“I am pregnant, so what? He threatened me that he was going to harm my loved ones if I harmed his child. Though I have assholes in my family, I am still scared for the lives of two people most: Zade and Riot…” Siena downed the glass of rum hungrily; it had been long since she got a drink like this and came to a club owned by Riot’s cousin, with whom she felt free to talk to just like Riot, even though they aren't the definition of ‘’friends’

Elsa poured her more glasses of cognac. “He doesn't even know Riot?” Elsa leaned on the counter as she swayed to the music, the disco light making her sequined gown shimmer more. Siena was not in any much different clothes from hers, which Elsa had lent to her. It was pretty, and it would make someone even more mad when he got here.

After her quest for a job, even with a promising CV, she still couldn't get one until she had the whisper from one of the workers in the last company she had been to: “ She is Mrs. Harper right? Isn't she the one we were told not to accept her job application?” She knew who would be behind that. At first, she was angry, but she promised to take it out on him indirectly—his 'seed' growing in her womb. She knew this wasn't right, and if drinking alcohol could lead to a miscarriage, she would be f*****g happy and call it a mistake because this was her first time being an expecting mom… Sebastian won't be too disappointed.

“Sorry, but Riot is in this now. He knows Riot, and I don't want him getting into trouble because of me. I have seen Sebastian tarnish his business partner's reputation." Sebastian was known for that; he knocked out rivals. Anyone who tried to surpass his company in power went down without a trace. A heavy sigh left her lips as she took the bottle to her mouth this time, still not believing she had fallen for a monster and no man.

“Wanna dance?" A hot-as-f**k guy with tattoos covering most visible areas of his body walked up to Siena, where she was seated, a beautiful smile on her lips as she noticed his gaze track on her boobs. “Are they pretty?" Right now, she needed that compliment from a stranger since Sebastian had refused it for ages, even when she asked at his birthday party. “You love them, right?" She blushed, and the guy bit his lips.

“The pure definition of peaches.” He held his hand out, helping her get off the stool she had sat on, and she took it, her other hand coming to rest on his chest. “Do you like pregnant women?”

“Are you pregnant?”

“Yes... yes.” Siena giggled like a kid. Instead of a look of surprise popping on the dude's face, his smile grew wider.

“I love f*****g pregnant women; their boobs grow the finest.” His eyes feasted on her cleavage as he spoke, a look of excitement flashing on his face, thinking he had shot his shot perfectly this time when he noticed not even a hint of anger on Siena's face when he said that.

“Do you want to know who the father of the baby is? Or would you like to be the father of my baby?" They began dancing as he twirled her, pushing her back against him, but Siena did her best to avoid letting her back touch his front because she had noticed his hardened crotch. And now she confirmed ‘All men are ass wipes, except Riot and Zade, my younger brother.’

"I can't become the father of a kid that's not mine, and I don't care about its father when you are looking so hot."

“Wow.” She pushed away from him, coming face to face with him as she wiggled her waist to the beats… her waist cautious and tamed, going all down, staring into the 'asshole's' eyes. “Oh, you do not want the baby, but you want it's father's baby mama.”

“Wow, you are just his baby mama; he will get another woman.”

"And you would have me as your one-night stand only—how beautiful, but its father can be a bit of a psycho; do you still want me?” He nodded his head like a rattle, getting close as he tried to catch her back to him. “You are beautiful and hot; we can take this dance to a ro…” The music suddenly stopped playing, and people began making a path, Siena felt a slight change in the air too, and she sensed something about to happen and the voice she heard next confirmed it.

“Siena.” An angry growl rumbled through the room once full of life.

“And that is its father." The fool didn't even look, probably too drunk as he caught her, finally stopping her from dancing without a song; holding her waist to him, Siena's smile grew wider as her gaze caught Sebastian's who was looking like the prince of hell in a dark outfit.

“Guess who wants a good f**k, Sebastian Harper?" She whispered, making sure he had heard correctly from where he stood, his jaw clenching, his facial muscles feeling like they would become mush from how they stiffened. 'Beautiful Devil.' Siena blew him a light kiss, and that was it; he got to her, pulling the guy away from her, with Sebastian catching him by the neck. “I want every damn breathing thing out.” His voice was low, but his dogs could hear. Siena watched the man struggle in Sebastian's stronghold, cursing with the same word repeatedly.

“Wh..o th..." Sebastian didn't let him complete his words before he slammed him into the bar counter, so hard that bottles of alcohol and some glass cups came crashing to the floor. A gasp tore from the lips of people who were still around and were already running out, with Sebastian's men threatening with guns in their hands.

Siena bit her lips, her heart pounding; she made to leave too, since Sebastian wanted every breathing thing out “Not you, Mrs. Harper." One of Sebastian's men, this one with a new face and more burly, stood in front of her. The scene with her, looking like the biblical description of David and Goliath as he towered over her.

“Not like you see me walking away.” She rolled her eyes, her gaze going back to Sebastian, who was on the verge of killing the stranger who had just sexually appreciated her. “You want to f**k her?" Sebastian questioned the man, who was already bloody.

“And why can't he 'f**k her'?” Siena emphasized the words, and Sebastian paused. She felt great bliss poking at his beast, but not now that he was about to commit murder. “She only has your baby; her body can still be used by another." As soon as she completed her words, Sebastian's fist slammed greatly into the man's face, the impact sending his body crashing into the shards of glass on the floor, and Siena tried not to show any look of fear or shock as Sebastian turned to meet her gaze with bloodshot eyes.

“Does Mr. Harper has a problem with my prince charming?"

“Aren't you a b***h?" He began walking toward her, and she only stood her ground.

“I guess I really look like one th… Sebastian!!” She yelled as he scooped her up into his arms. “Put me the f**k down! Your f*****g baby is high on alcohol!!!" She yelled, puking her guts out right in his arms.

"You had my f*****g seed drink? You are in a hell of trouble, sweetheart.”