The Princess' Royal Pregnancy, Tova Calgaret [beautiful books to read .TXT] 📗

life.

As she walked down the last stairs, her legs seemed to have just about buckled on her. I was just lucky, and kinda happy to be the one that caught her. "You never told me you were pregnant." I growled into her ear as I carried her to her throne seat for the night.

"Well, you should have actually given me a chance to explain, but no, you put your work first, so I just returned the favour." She said acidly. I flinched on the inside. I set her down on her throne and she smiled politely to me as she said, "Thank you."

He smiled back. She frowned at me, all I did was smile at her sweetly.

When I saw her sitting their in all her pregnant glory, my legs felt as if they were no longer made out of flesh and bome, but of jelly. I sat down, I was grinning like a fool,but then I thought, 'Why am I smiling like a fool? The child might not even be mine!' The smile slipped from my face.

'But you care to know if you are the one who got her pregnant in the first place, do you not? You dream that she would carry and birth your children into the world, is that not correct?' A little voice inside my head said to me.

It was, and still is true! I want her to have my children, and only my children.

As the night wore on, I had a chat with both of my parents, and Elizabella's mother and grand-parents. We all wanted what was best for the children that Elizabella carried in her womb.
It was finalised that we were to marry, but I wanted to know if the children were my own. We finished up our chat, and it was her mother that went over to her to tell her what we discussed.

Thinking back on in, I started to develop feelings for her bacj then, but it was when her doctor, my doctor, and another doctor proved, beyond a reasonable doubt, that the children she carried, was my own. It was at that point in that that I realised that I loved her.

From that day forward, my love for her grew. After all, how could I not love her?She was the mother of my children. Well, of those still to be greeted into this world. She is going to become my wife tomorrow, and you know what? I am going to make DAMN sure that she shall stay my wife, for the rest of our lives.

I love her, and I think, I always will. And let me tell you something else. If she was to die before me, I truly think that I wouldn't be able to survive the loss. If I did, survive the loss I mean! I would NEVER take a wife again! Of that I am VERY SURE!

She will be, and shall always be, my one and only love. Don't get me wrong! I would always love my parents, my brother, his family, and all my close friends. But I would love my children more.

Because, I know for a fact, that if I wer to lose Elizabella, our children would be the only living link to her that I would have left. And I will love them until the day that I take my final breath, and my heart ceases to beat no more. Silenced, for the rest of time.

"We have reached our destination, OH-HUSBAND-TO-BE!" Malik's voice drew me out of my thoughts.

I looked around for the first time. THE OASIS TROPICANA, a high end strip-joint, for the rich and famous. "I told you! No strip-joints!" I said as I got out of the car.

"NO!" Malik said, as he got out as well. "You said no strippers! So lets GO!" Malik, grabbed ahold of my shoulders, from behind me, and pushed me into the strip-joint.

"Okay!" I groaned. "But I am not having sex though!" But my comment seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. Malik had set hi eyes on a super-thin, big-breasted, blonde. In other words, a bimbo! Or a Barbie-Doll wannabe.

BONNEESHA'S POV (AKA Li'l Red Ridin' Hood)

I sighed as I put on my 'uniform'and belive me! I use the word 'uniform' very loosly. You may be wondering why I use that term vary loosely, that's because I am a stripper!

I don't work in one of those "seedy" type stri-joints, but a high end one, it's called THE OASIS TROPICANA.

I went out on stage, and I immediately saw two very handsome men, one looked uninterested, and the other one watched me avidly, eagerly. It was the avid one that tipped me VERY WELL INDEED!

Bit it was as I got off work that I was approached by the eager man, who tipped me very well! I sighed inwardly and thought, 'Time for the air-head act again!'

MALIK'S POV

I watched Li'l Red Ridin' Hood as she danced around, holding onto the pole. My eyes focusing on her face, breasts and bum.

'Man I want her!' I thought to myself.

I had Mahamed wait in the car with the driver so I could ask her if she would be my date to
Mahamed's wedding.

She was like, such an air-head. Her bady is way too thin but ... DAYUM! Her brests and bum make up for it!

she said, " Yeah. Why not? I don't have anything else planned for tomorrow." Then she gave me a smile that made me want her so very badly!

Finally, Mahamed and I were taken back to our hotel room. We let the ladie have the palace, after all, they have more to do on the actual wedding day. That, and the fact that we were raised right.

My mother was coming to the wedding as well, because Mahamed knows how much she means to me. But the bad news is that my biological father would be attending the wedding as well.

My father is a piece of shit as far as I am concerned! He got my mother drunk, and knocked her up, just because she said no to him! She didn't want to be called a home-wrecker. She isn't by the way! She had, and still does have morals!

I needed sleep, so I calmed myself down and sleep slowly came over me. The last thought I had, was that tomorrow was going to be an interesting day! To say the very least!

ELIZABELLA'S POV

OH! MY! GOD! They NEVER listen to me! I specifically said, NO STRIPPERS! NO STRIP-JOINTS!

But they never listen to me! They had a stripper dance for me!

'Don't worry girls! I am gonna have my revenge tomorrow! But if I can help it, I will make it as happy for you as I can!' I thought to myself.

I wore clothes that was both comfortable and sex, the girls even put a feather boa and a tiara on me, so that the stripper knew who was the wife-to-be.

I sighed to myself as the stripper stripped to nothing! 'Mahamed is so much sexier!' I thought to myself.

I sat back, my stomach flipping inside me. From that, I felt that tomorrow was gonna be a day of MANY DRAMAS!

Out of the blue, out of nowhere, I am hit with a realisation! I AM GOON BE MARRIED TOMORROW! I WILL BE MY LOVE'S WIFE!

I started to freak out, on the quiet of course. But Ellayna, Jennifer and Trisha knew that.But as I freaked out, I became SO VERY HAPPY!

I was never gonna leave my man! Not if I can help it!


CHAPTER FIFTEEN
THE WEDDING!


ELIZABELLA'S POV

I was woken up very early, when it was still kinda cold out, so that I could have myself ready for my wedding. After all, I don't wanna be late to my own wedding don't I? Especially if it's to my love!

As people swarmed around me, I was napping on and off again, for the duration of my 'dressing'. It encompasses EVERYTHING! make-up, dressing, hair, etc.

I had to walk down the isle with no-one, all by my lonesome, because my biological father was dead, and the only man that is in my family that I knew I was closest to, was very ill!
I cleared my eyes, making sure that I didn't smudge my make-up as I did so. Today was fortears of happiness, not tears of sadness.

I became giddy with happiness, as I realised something. I couldn't wait until I was FINALLY married to the love of my life! MAHAMED!

MAHAMED'S POV

I was ready quite early in comparison to the beginning of the actual wedding. Whenever I ever thought of the word "wedding", I would start to begin like a fool. I was going to marry her, the love of my life and the mother of my children.

I was head over heels in love! And I wouldn't change anything for all the money in the world.
I was starting to get nervous, a bit anyways, and I asked Malik if he had the rings.

MALIK'S POV

Mahamed asked me, like, the twentieth time, if I had the wedding rings. I nodded and showed the boxes to him. They had the rings in them.
I received a message from Bonnee, and when I saw the text, it said, "U like?" and along with it, came a picture that turned me on! To say the freaking least!

Her dress bordered on indecent, but it was HOT! She looked so freaking HOT that I was wanting her more than I already did. I sighed. Bonnee was going to meet us at the wedding venue before the time it was supposed to start.

LEONIE'S POV

Nanna Flow and I came early, she wanted to see the bride before the wedding, but she did see Elizabella. She had her friend sicked on me.
I growled under my breath, Matthew, my baby's daddy, bailed on me as soon as he found out I was pregnant. After all, karma is a bitch.What goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down.

I didn't realise that I was crying until I felt something tickle my chin, I scartched in tickle, and my fingers came back wet. I went to the toilet with Nanna Flow's friend following me all the way, she even came into the bathroom, but not into the cubicle.

I cried, but it was as I finished up, that I realised something. I was supposed to be good from now on, how would I be able to live with myself if I raised disrespectful children? I was raised right and look at what happened to me?

I disrespected my cousin, had sex on her bed and look where I am now? Two and a half months pregnant. I laughed darkly. 'I deserve this!' I thought to myself.

I went back out to the wedding, after I tidied up my make-up, belive it or not, it was just about to start, I sat next to Nanna Flow, and watched the wedding begins. But something draws my eyes. I look and all I see is a VERY HANDSOME MAN next to Mahamed.

I watched him all through the wedding, but I glared as a Blonde BIMBO walks up to him and is like, all over him!

'Wait! Am I actually JEALOUS?!' I was shocked when I realised I was, but I didn't realise that he had looked my way.