Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 170

#Chapter 170 – Seduction

The next morning, Delia and Emma sit at the kitchen table, Delia’s phone between them.

“Are you ready for this?” Emma asks, hesitating.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for this,” Delia says, her eyes wide.

Emma nods, understanding. She knows what she’s asking of Delia. She’s sending her into a situation that was potentially violent, unpredictable, dangerous.

“Hey,” Delia says, reaching out and taking Emma’s hand, reading the worry on her face. “I agreed to this of my own free will. If I wasn’t willing to do it, I would have said no.”

Emma nods, but shakes her head at the same time. “It’s just…it’s not right. It should be me, taking the big risk.”

“Yeah,” Delia says with a smirk, glancing down at her fit body. “But we both know that I’m the better bait.”

Emma just rolls her eyes.

Giving Emma a wink, Delia screws up her courage and grabs the phone, sending the text that they’d carefully crafted this morning.

Delia: Hey. We haven’t talked in a while. But I’ve been thinking about you…

Then, they wait.

The reply takes a long time – hours, it feels like. So long that both women get bored, moving around the kitchen, doing chores to keep the already-spotless place clean. Passing the time.

But then, suddenly, the phone blinks.

A new text message.

Emma stops, holding her breath, staring at it. But Delia moves to pick it up.

Joyce: I’m not surprised. I’ve been thinking about you too.

Delia reads it aloud to Emma and then they both stare at each other.

“What should I write back?” Delia asks quietly.

“I have…no idea.” Emma says, her voice quiet.

“Come on, Emma,” Delia says, putting a hand on her hip in frustration. “He’s your husband. What does he like?”

but Delia holds her stare. Emma breaks eye

if you’re…assertive. Assertive now, and then let him take

nods, turning her attention back to the phone. She

that offer you made so many years

back faster

old seeds finally paid

says, breathing out a sigh of relief. “He took the bait. We’re

name of her favorite bar, where she and Evelyn have gone so many times. Then, she puts her phone back into her

asks, taking in her

all going according to plan,” Emma murmurs. “It’s just…it feels

shoulders. “It’s all going to be okay,” she says, giving her a small smile. “This is going to work. And then you’re

putting her hand to her forehead. “I kind of regret going for the vengeance

“If you want

chuckles at this. “Okay, fine.” She looks into her lover’s eyes, her face growing determined.

heading to the bedroom. “So what does

says, laughing, following after

bar, sipping a glass of Chardonnay that she got from Cliff, her favorite bartender. She’s dressed in a skimpy red dress. Her foot jiggles anxiously, and, noticing it, Delia sighs

glass of wine, the condensation gathering on the outside of the glass. She wishes, desperately, that she

there’s a long drive after this,

taking a long sip and draining half the glass.

and forces her

thick with superiority and control.

then slowly turns to him. “I’m not sure I’d say eager,” she says, looking

the stool next to her, leaning casually on the bar. He puts a hand up, signaling to the bartender, and

grimacing – it’s her least favorite drink. Instead, she sits quietly, waiting

from Cliff, “I was so interested

shrugging, “I was bored. And I’ve always been…curious. About that offer you made to me a few years ago. I

invited Delia to the family’s Christmas party, hoping to have a friend to support her at

children, and that Joyce took it out – physically, mentally, and emotionally – on Emma. She also knew that he cheated on her wildly, and publicly. Perhaps as a

had become more and more blatant. Delia had done her best to laugh them off, seeking to make the night easier for Emma, but when he grabbed

had merely laughed, saying he liked ‘em feisty, and that she should call him someday

on that offer. Or, at least,

Delia

languidly. “Do a spin for

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