Pregnant With A Hybrid Twin

happily-ever-after

A frown crossed Nora's face as she stared at Neron seated at the table staring down at his food without picking up the fork.

"Where is she?" Nero whispered without looking at his maid.

"Bella is in bed, asleep," Nora mumbled with a look of grief in her eyes. "It's the fifth night that you have come home this late master. You two should talk."

"About what?!"

"The kids! Her pregnancy! It's not fair that you are treating her this way in her condition!"

Resting back in his seat, Nero let out a faint chuckle and mumbled, "You are making me sound terrible. I told you all that I didn't want this...kids!"

"Okay! Mistakes happen, and Bella is pregnant! Stop treating her like she made the babies alone! It's part of your fault that it happened anyway!" Nora raised her voice, scowling when he met her eyes.

Silence shadowed the dining room for a couple of seconds, then Neron stood to his feet and mumbled, "I see."

"Are you not going to eat?" Nora whispered beneath her breath, watching him pick up his coat from the chair arm.

Without responding, Neron walked away, and her gaze followed him until his back faded out the doorway.

"Why can't you stop acting scared and open your heart so you can heal from the past?" Nora mumbled, shaking her head slightly.

Her words echoed into Neron's ear causing him to sigh as he walked down the hallway.

When he came to Bella's room, he stopped in his steps, gazing at her door for a moment before walking past it.

But he didn't go far when he stopped and turned around, walking back to the door, and then grabbed the knock pushing it open.

Hearing his footstep in the room, Bella kept still, desperately wanting to see him, and yet, feeling too exhausted to argue with him because it's all that they have been doing when he's not giving her the silent treatment.

"I know that you are awake," Neron mumbled, sitting on the bed, beside her. "Your emotions are all over the place."

Raising her eyelids, Bella's gaze rested on his, and she intensely stared at him without uttering a word.

"How are you feeling?" Neron mumbled, tapping his feet gently out of nervousness.

"Is this happening for real," Bella whispered as she sat up.

When Neron didn't answer, she gave a weak smile and darted her eyes away from him, murmuring, "I'm fine."

"Good," Neron whimpered, standing from the bed.

But Bella grabbed his wrist, causing him to turn around and glare at her. Then his gaze settled on her stomach, and she caught him staring.

Although Neron said no words, Bella knew just how he felt because she had seen that exact look on his face when he told her that he loves her.

“You have never touched my stomach since I got pregnant," Bella whispered, directing his eyes back to hers. "Do you want to try? Although I'm not showing yet, you can still feel the shift in my stomach size."

For a while, Neron stared blankly into her eyes. Then he mumbled, "You should get some rest."

"What are you afraid of, Neron?" Bella muttered when he turned his back to her.

Standing still, Neron hung his head, drawing a long breath. Then he turned around to stare at her and mumbled, "Being their father. Messing them up! You don't know the burden and risk that I'm going to pass on to them... just like my parents did to me."

"I'm sorry," Bella softly uttered, not knowing how to handle those words.

The room was overcome by silence. Then Neron sat back down beside her and mumbled, "Nora was right. You didn't make this happen on your own. It's partly my fault."

Biting on her nail, Bella silently watched him run his fingers through his hair and whispered, "I don't know how to go about this, Bella. I don't want to f**k this up, with you or them."

After days of giving her the cold shoulders, Neron was actually being vulnerable with her, and she felt her tears stroll down her cheeks when he gazed into her eyes.

"I should be the one apologizing for the way I have been acting. Even though I didn't know how to process the news, you don't deserve the shitty way I behaved." Neron muttered with a weak smile.

"I didn't?" Bella mumbled, gazing solely into his eyes.

Shaking his head, Nero stroked her cheeks with his fingers as he whispered, "No you did not."

Although Bella meant to reply, words deserted her lips as she break down, sniffing so aggressively while she sob.

"I'm sorry, Bella," Nero whispered, unable to handle her sudden outburst. "Forgive me?"

Yet those words only brought more tears from Bella's eyes, and not knowing how to handle all the emotions he was feeling from her, he suddenly rested his lips against hers.

Pulling Bella closer, Neron held her tightly in his grip as he claimed her lips, making her moan sounds that turned him on, giving rise to his yearning for more of her.

Although they had been at each other for days, the was no denying that the feelings they shared for each other were there and had never left.

Slowly, Bella's eyelids shut closed, and she clutched onto the pillow, feeling Nero's tongue deep in her throat as she breathed in the air he exhaled.

It felt like she was drowning slowly and melting into his arm as he fiercely kissed her, making every inch of her body burn as though she was up in flame from within.

His grip on her waist grew firm, and Bella pressed against his solid chest, feeling every beat his heart made.

When Neron finally pulled away, a moan escaped Bella's lips as she stared into his eyes, lured by them and lost in his gaze.

"Forgive me?" Neron whispered, slowly brushing her hair off her face.

When Bella didn't answer, he leaned in close, ignoring her lips and drawing downward towards her neck.

Inhaling her scent deeply, he allowed himself to be doused in the feeling of euphoria as his hand stroked her thigh, brushing his fingertips slowly against her sensitive skin and feeling her leg twitch every second.

The reaction from Bella's body aroused him, and he rested his lips against her neck, nibbling into her skin, listening to her gentle moan.

"Are you still angry with me?" Neron whispered into her ear.

Pulling Bella's nightgown hand down, he traced his tongue against her neck, down her chest, and stopped at her teat, looking into her eyes before latching on it with his teeth, pulling gently.

Immediately, Bella's body shivered uncontrollably as she tried to push his head downward, moaning in a low tone almost as if she was afraid to scream.

But he locked her wrists in his grips, pressing her hands flat on the headboard without letting go, making sure not to hurt her as he tugged and slurped.

"I forgive you!" Bella moaned out loud, her body flinching uncontrollably.

"Great, let's figure out this together, okay?" Neron calmly uttered as he let go of her wrists and withdrew from her chest.

Striving to stop her body from twitching, Bella squeezed the pillow and mumbled, "Okay, let's do it."

With her gaze on his lips as they carved into a smile, the only thought on her mind was, 'Is this finally our happily-ever-after?'