His Little FLOWER

Chapter 44: 44| WILD BABY HORMONES

Seven months later...

FERRARI POV:

"I've elected Ray Alejandro in the position of Pedro.", I confided with my leading partners, as they all

gave an understanding nod.

Currently, I'm in the conference room which is set inside the mansion. Since My Flower is 8 months

pregnant now, I'm trying my level best to pursue all the business conferences here. I don't want to

leave her alone at this time.

Besides, just like I assumed someone close to me misled me, and it's Pedro, one of the sharers in drug

trafficking. He is one who turned as a foe for me to kill My Flower on the wedding day.

Previously, the day when I took my flower to the party, he behaved oddly at the meeting. He sought to

deter the gain of the stock. I believed that he is inferring that aspect, for the profit of the firm. But I was

wrong, he has been a traitor on that day, itself.

Once I learned the truth, I didn't quiz for any fucking defense from his side.

I instructed Red, to wipe out Pedro. As I expected, he did the job. I made the cover-up assertion as he

died in the attack netted by the Camorsta group.

Many know that it is a falsehood, yet none dared to raise their voice against me in it. Now, I've chosen

Ray, who is working under me, controlling drug trafficking in Ethiopia. He's loyal.

"And increase the quantity of drug shipping to the sectors I've decided for. Those traders, ready to ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

provide us excess currency.", I elucidated to them, as they all heeded to my words, silently, noticing the

lists.

"Besides-", I was about to add further until it got halted by contentious noise which made all the

collaborators look towards the door in surprise.

As that voice is owned by none other than but by My Little Flower. Being on her 35th week of

pregnancy, her hormones are raving, gaining a great peak, this month.

"How dare you try to stop me? I'll say to my husband to chop you into pieces, right now.", she yelled

out. I dashed out to stop her from shouting further as it's not good for her health.

Reaching out, I saw her fuming out at William, who is on the floor looking at her, petrified. Well! Even I

would be in the same posture as I found out one thing by observing the full pregnancy stuff of My Little

Flower.

Never mess with a pregnant woman...

"Flower, you're not supposed to yell out at a time like this. It's not good for you and our babies.", I

pointed up, gazing at her, before averting it to a nearly full-term baby bump.

I can't reckon that she walked here all alone without having anyone by her side while carrying twins.

We found out, we are gonna greet two babies during the check-up of the 10th week. Hearing those

words on that day, we got filled with ineffable ecstasy.

Especially with my inference, before she entered my life, I had good stature in the form of only wealth

and power. But now, I'm feeling an elevated wave than those riches, a feeling of perfect happiness.

My thoughts got impeded, when she burst out crying, out of nowhere. She buried her head against my

chest and fisted my shirt collar. She didn't stop with her cry no matter how hard I tried to comfort her.

I made her sit on the nearby chair and wiped off the tears. I cupped her face and hushed her, after a

few moments later, she stopped, finally.

"What's wrong, Flower? Does it hurt somewhere? Should I call the doctor? Do you want anything?", I

bombarded her with questions, as she gave a nod but I couldn't infer for which one she is nodding her

head.

"What is it?", I implored her, worried about what made her cry like this. She brushed off her tears, and,

revealed, what made her upset.

"Ferr, you know how I love pickled cucumbers. I ate it every day just like how vital it's for me to breathe.

But now, no more cucumbers left, because-", She began to cry again, not able to go on further.

Could it be like someone ate up her pickles?! Who dared to do that? Even I'm not much of a

courageous man in this matter, knowing the approaching outcomes of her ferocious hormones.

I asked her, did she noticed someone eating her pickles? I calmed her down and encouraged her to

talk.

"Because.. because I ate them all.", she choked in her words wiping off her tears with the sleeve of her

attire as I bit my lip hard to not laugh out.

Raffa, don't you dare to laugh in front of her, I told to myself...

I grit my teeth, quelling my laughter at the same time, I listened to a frantic laugh. It made me tilt my

head in the direction of the sound, to see William laughing his ass off on the floor.

He signed his life away...

"William.", I warned, glancing at the sight of My Little Flower, as her pouty lips quivering in sorrow.

That is the moment, he came aware of his act as he composed himself before whispering out an

apology to her.

"Ok, Flower. You stay in the room, I'll go to the store and-", I notified her. But, before I could say more,

she stopped me in the mid and proposed that she will also come along with me.

I tried hard to persuade her to stay in the room, but what she told me, in the end, made me halt my try,

abruptly.

"Once you leave, I will try inversion yoga. You know, my legs will be on the air, flying high.", she

asserted. I can't believe, she is threatening me as a mischievous grin got plastered on her rosy-plump

face.

She is glowing like sunshine with her pregnancy. She has progressed weight and it only embellishing

more beauty to her. Her face is plumper, her body has changed in every aspect.

I liked seeing her cute hormones and the changes that happened in our life. Our bed, mashed with lots

of pillows, was for her support. She weeps often about how her old clothes don't fit her body anymore.

Sometimes, she urges me to make love to her, which is the main theme of her hormones.

"Fine, let's go. But I am not really into this idea.", I pronounced. I don't like to take her to the store, in

this condition. For her determined nature I accepted.

Before leaving, I confirmed to all of my partners to depart, by wrapping up the meeting. I told them, I'll

fix a date to follow with the remaining meeting, again, some other day.

After that, I and My flower made our way toward the hallway to go. But she stopped me in the mid and

told me to get her chocolate from our bedroom.

I gave a nod and made her sit on the couch as she placed her hands around her stomach, protectively.

I have to say this, seeing her each day how she gazing at the baby bump with love, intriguing me more

with happiness.

I made my way to our bedroom which is now changed to the ground floor to avoid using upstairs,

mainly for her.

We made our way outside as I helped her to get in the car after offering her the chocolate she has

asked for.

John began to drove off with few cars covering us in front and back, led by William. She sat on my lap

since it has a glass enclosure in between the front row seat and back row seat of the car.

She smiled at me, as I smirked back at her, pressing my lips on her squashy cheek, making her giggle.

"You're beard tickling me.", she giggled out more, making me chuckle at her reaction. Some of the

things will never get aged.

On the way, I looked at both sides of the path, cautiously. But all I could see now is dark. Since it's

night, 7:30 pm.

I gazed down at My Flower, she's busy with her chocolate whilst watching a movie from the small Tv

screen that fitted in front of us. She does not have care for the world.

I hope it stays like this always, I don't want to make her upset, mentally at a time like this. I had several

enemies to finish in the past but now it's diverse.

All I need to end now is that Franco and Katherine but the main problem, I couldn't do that. They ran

away to someplace, and I can't locate where they are hiding exactly. All the effort I make to find them,

ending up in vain.

Where the fuck they are!?

"Ferr, at what time my grandparents will be reaching tomorrow?", she gazed at me with a dubious look,

waiting for my response.

I called them and requested to stay in our mansion for a few months, and I made this decision for her.

As it is her first pregnancy, sometimes she gets anxious about going through labor pain, if not that,

going through the caesarean too. If they stay with her, it would be a big support for her.

"By, tomorrow morning, around 10.", I answered. She gave a nod and continued with her chocolate.

I have already made all the facilities for them to stay here as well as they'll reach here over my private

plane.

Reaching the store, I urged her to stay inside the car itself, but she ignored my words, threatening me

again with that fucking yoga stuff.

"We three were thinking to stand inside the car upside down. Isn't it babies? Are you guys excited

about it?", she caressed her baby bump and gave me an evil smirk. I heaved out a sigh, defeated.

Helping her to get down from the car, we made our way inside the store and John also came along. I

covered my head with the hoodie.

"Ferr, tell the guards to wait outside. Look, all the people were only watching us.", she complained.

I can't do anything with this situation, as I have never been in the public eye like this before. It feels

new for me to stop in by the store. Always, I send my men to buy whatever I want.

This is the first time, I am coming to a store to get. I think the paparazzi's are not in here. But, that very

moment, I heard a camera flash sound.

Fuck!

"Flower, it's good to be in this way, now, let's go and get whatever you want.", I instructed as we both

made our way toward her category.

"Here, I got it. Pickled cucumber.", she squealed in joy and tried to open the lid on the very instant.

Before I could help her to open the cover, she exclaimed. "Where's the owner of this shop? Why the lid

is not opening?"

With that, all hell broke loose. Now all the people's eyes were on us, staring at us with a weird

expression. On the other hand, the photo flashes irking me. I wonder, what's gonna be on the

headlines tomorrow?

"Flower, don't cry. I'll open it for you.", I took the pickle jar from her as she wiped off her tears. To calm

her, John got her some strawberries which she ate, quietly.

Opening the top, I held it in front of her. She picked cucumber, which is a long piece, and crunched at

that very moment, not able to wait any longer for it. Her eyes closed in delight at the taste as she

breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally...

"Is my wife happy now?", I solicited, as a content smile warmed on my lips when she gave a frantic nod

with her face glowing in happiness.

"Ok, let's go.", I grabbed her hand but she stopped me, saying she want all the types of pickles from

this shop to eat right now.

She got to be kidding me...

"Flower, we already have huge tons of pickles in our mansion.", I edify, to make her understand.

From the day she began to yearn for pickles, I got all the available types for her. Cucumber flavor got

emptied, so, I took her to the store not having any other choice after she said about the upside-down

stuff.

"I don't care, I want to buy again.", she glared at me with an angry pout and not forgetting what she let

out in the end, that she will bite me once we reach home. I highly hope I'll survive from the bite.

Just like a rotating cycle, she began to cry again whispering out an apology. All are still watching us as

if a drama series going on right now.

She leaned on my chest and sobbed harder, she began to assert how much of a good husband I am.

Also added further, to not get frightened of her. Lastly, not forgetting the fact, despite all of this, she is

still munching the pickled cucumber.

"I'm so happy for being single for the first time in my life.", John eyed us, with a drained face. After

noticing her roaring hormones from the start, he is totally afraid of women now.

I let out a small laugh before handing over the Centurion card to William, to pay off the bill. After that,

we made our way out of the store.

I ignored the photo clicks, that were continuously taken by the paparazzi also covered her face. In the

end, she became weary. This is why I told her to stay in the mansion.

Getting in the car, William shut the door for us as John began to drove off. After a few minutes later, I

heard her muffled voice from my chest.

I looked down to notice her eyes filled with tears, I wiped them off; pressed my lips on her pouty one

with a smile, and let it linger for a few moments before pulling back.

"Are you angry with me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. You know, you're the best husband in the world. I'm

the luckiest girl in the whole world to have you. You gotta trust me b-", she went on with her cute

rambles.

I pressed my finger on her fluffy lips and signaled her to stop. I could never get angry at her, as I can

understand her hormonal things. That was never bothered me, I adored them.

"I Love You, My Little FLOWER.", I confessed. Whenever I utter these words, a feeling of happiness

seizing my heart like a new sprout.

Her adoring gaze brought a warm smile onto my lips. "I Love You too, Big Bull.", she stuck her tongue

out, tauntingly. I chuckled, pinching her fluffy cheeks as she let out a giggle.

Without warning, I buried my face on her neck and began to tickle her skin with endless kisses.

"Ferr, s..stop.", she giggled out loud, trying to push my face away from her neck as she threatened she

would bite me if I don't stop now.

But I didn't stop, instead, I went on with it until she captured my lips with hers into a sweet zeal.

FRANCO POV:

"Use your brain, Franco. You could never win him in combat. So, think what you are able of before

getting to the action.", she advised and made her way out from the room.

Tonight, I am going to end all this shit once for all. My body feels as if tiny worms are slithering on it,

revolting. Each night, I spent in that dark place, flashing in front of my eyes.

It's all because of him, he got to grieve for all these evil deeds. He can't lead a happy life, just like that. I

don't care if he lives or not, but his pregnant wife should die.

Even if I am going to die tonight in his hands I don't fucking care. But, before I die, she has to die, also

his fucking unborn baby. He needs to know what I am capable of.

I'll end them all...