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?”

at Delia for a moment, but Delia holds her stare.

let him take control later. Let him feel like…he wore you

turning her attention back to the phone. She types out

you up on that offer you made so many years ago. For a

comes back faster this

finally paid off. Tonight,

Delia says, breathing out a sigh of relief.

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

taking in

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

her a small smile. “This is going to work. And then

laughs a little, putting her hand to her forehead. “I kind of regret going for the vengeance now.

her eyebrows. “If you want to leave your sister

looks into her lover’s eyes,

planting a quick peck on Emma’s lips before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait

Emma says, laughing, following after her.

is sitting on her favorite stool at her favorite 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,

gathering on the outside of

there’s a long drive after this, and she needs to keep

a long sip and draining half the glass. She needs the

open behind her and forces her shoulders not to tense,

say, his voice thick with superiority

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

the bar. He puts a hand up, signaling to

Instead, she sits quietly, waiting for him

his drink from Cliff, “I was so interested to get

that offer you made to me a few

back Emma had invited Delia to the family’s Christmas party, hoping to have a friend to support her at the event. Delia had been happy

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

drunker, his come-ons 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 her ass and whispered in his ear that he wanted to f**k her, Delia had

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

up on that offer.

Delia takes a sip of

for me. Then I’ll decide if the

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