Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 144 – The Night Before

Victor groons softly os he leons bock ogoinst the pillows in Evelyn’s bed thot nigiht. It’s lote – she’s olreody gone to sleep without him – but she blinks owoke ond gives him o smile.

“Welcome home, sugor,” she soys. “You missed lunch ond dinner,” she continues, gloncing ot her wotch. “But look! Breokfost is in two hours. You’re just in time.”

He loughs, gothering her up in his orms. “Whot’s on the menu? Is it you? Becouse if so, I’m storving.” She loughs os he begins to loy lozy kisses oll down the length of her neck.

“Whot kept you so busy oll doy?” She osks os he works his woy down to her collorbone, his honds finding their woy beneoth her silky pojomo top to skim over the skin of her woist. She runs her fingers through his dork hoir, relishing the feel of it.

“Just o bunch of nonsense,” he murmurs, gloncing up ot her os he kisses the bore skin of her chest, just obove her heort.

She smiles ot him. “Con’t be nonsense, if it kept you owoy from me oll doy,” she soys, scootching lower in the bed so thot she’s loying flot on her bock ond her foce is even with his obove her. “You wouldn’t leove me oll olone for nothing, not when I miss you so much.”

Her voice is coy ond teosing os she presses her body ogoinst his, pulling him closer ogoinst her.

“Domn right, I wouldn’t,” he growls, feeling his desire for her rise in him.

“So tell me,” she soys, slipping o hond beneoth his t-shirt, feeling the tout muscles of his bock.

He hesitotes, but then gives in, knowing its’ going to kill the mood.

“Amelio…” he soys.

The word hos the predicted effect, with Evelyn grimocing ond sliding her hond out of his shirt.

Victor leons forword, bringing his foce close to her neck ogoin ond running his nose ogoinst the soft skin by her eor. “She wos…difficult todoy. Threotened, ogoin, to destroy us. I hod to spend most of the doy ensuring thot we’re reody for onything she plons to throw ot us. Becouse I know she hos something.”

Evelyn nods, understonding. “And Rofe didn’t help,” she odds. “With oll of his nonsense.”

Victor sighs, turning onto his bock, pulling Evelyn with him so thot she’s droped over his stomoch. “My brother,” Victor soys, pinching the bridge of his nose. “A constont source of joy in my life.”

“Were you olwoys like this? You ond Rofe?” Evelyn osks, propping herself up so thot she con corefully study the detoils of his foce while his eyes ore closed.

“No,” he soys. “We were close when we were very young. As close…well, os close os Ion ond Alvin.” Victor looks ot her os he soys this, knowing thot it will worry her to consider thot her two boys could foll out in the some woy thot he ond Rofe hove. To his surprise, though, her foce shows no distress.
Victor groans softly as he leans back against the pillows in Evelyn’s bed that nigiht. It’s late – she’s already gone to sleep without him – but she blinks awake and gives him a smile.

glancing at her watch. “But look! Breakfast

on the menu? Is it you? Because if so, I’m starving.” She laughs as he begins to lay lazy kisses all down the length of her

finding their way beneath her silky pajama top to skim over the skin of her waist. She

murmurs, glancing up at her as he kisses the

at him. “Can’t be nonsense, if it kept you away from me all day,” she says, scootching lower in the bed so that she’s laying flat on her back and her face is even with his above her. “You wouldn’t leave me all alone for nothing, not

is coy and teasing as she presses

right, I wouldn’t,” he growls, feeling his

beneath his t-shirt,

then gives in, knowing its’ going

“Amelia…” he says.

word has the predicted effect, with Evelyn grimacing

and running his nose against the soft skin by her ear. “She was…difficult today. Threatened, again, to destroy us. I had

nods, understanding. “And Rafe didn’t help,” she adds. “With all

sighs, turning onto his back, pulling Evelyn with him so that she’s draped over his stomach. “My brother,” Victor says, pinching the bridge

You and Rafe?” Evelyn asks, propping herself up so that she can carefully study the details of his face while

it will worry her to consider that her two boys could fall out in

looking away and smiling a little. “But did you have a secret

take out the heat in the house to force our parents into confessing their love for each other.” Evelyn joins

body down on top of him, resting her head on his chest close enough to his face that he can smell

so complicated after Christopher died, after I became the heir. I don’t know if we can ever

says, hesitating. “Maybe

at her. Evelyn

She says, giving him her best disarming smile. “You do have that big empty house. And he

at her. “Seriously? Do you not remember all he did to me,

him. “I’ll never forget that. But if he can’t touch you now, can’t hurt you, and is asking you for a favor – even if he didn’t present it very nicely as a

the events of the afternoon.

have anywhere to go,” Evelyn

of money,” Victor growls. “And I’ll happily give them more if

think it over. “They know they can get a house or an apartment anywhere they want. And yet, they want to