Sold To Lord Of SEX Chapter 31

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“Let go of me, now if you don’t want to see the other side of me.” I yell crying real hard.

I wasn’t informed that labor pain is this painful…

“You will be fine.” Comforted petting my shoulder.

I brought down his hands from my shoulder and gave him a tight bite..

Let him feel the pain also ????

“Am sorry.” Kingston said as I let go his hands.
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Kingston placed me in his car with the help of his men and Flora.

“Don’t worry, Rita, I’ve already called the doctor,” he reassured me as the driver sped towards the hospital. Just then, the contractions subsided, only to be replaced by an eerie sensation – something was pushing its way out of my vagina.

I swiftly lifted my gown, and my eyes widened in shock at the sight before me.

My baby’s head was already crowning, ready to make its grand entrance into the world.

Time seemed to stand still as I gazed in awe, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of fear.

The driver’s voice broke the spell, “We’re almost there, hang in there!” But I knew it was too late, my baby was ready to arrive, and nothing could stop it now.

“I think it’s too late,” I whispered, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and wonder. “The baby’s coming!”

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My words were met with a startled glance from the Flora and the driver, but Kingston remained calm, his eyes fixed on me with a reassuring intensity.

“Hold on, Rita, we’re almost there,” he repeated, his voice steady and soothing.

But I knew it was futile. With a sudden surge of pressure, my baby’s head emerged, followed by a tiny body and a cry that pierced the air.

I gazed in awe at the little being in my arms, my heart overflowing with love and joy.

“Ma you did it, you gave birth so easily!!” Flora exclaimed excitedly.

“We did it,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face.

Kingston’s eyes shone with pride and happiness as he gazed at us, his face filled with wonder. “We sure did,” he said, his voice choked with emotion.

The driver’s voice broke the spell, “Congratulations, Don! We’re arriving at the hospital now.”

As we pulled up to the entrance, a team of nurses and doctors rushed out to meet us, whisking me and my newborn away to a world of joy, love, and new beginnings.

Well it was a BOY ????

The nurses rolled me and the baby to a ward taking the crying baby to go clean him up.

As the nurse round up the cleaning…
Another group of nurse walk in carrying two baby…. All wrapped up in a neat cloth.
Awwn… I gushed as they him over to me… He looks so delicate
His close like he’s sleeping…

He looks so cute and innocent..

He looks so handsome like his dad with my brown color.

“Congratulations once again, Brittany,,what name will you like to little Mr kings.” Doctor Alex asked….

I turned to Kingston and smiled at him..

One of the nurse was dressing up the bite I gave him.

He smiled back rubbing my arms…

“Giving all thanks to God, who made you deliver safely am hereby naming my little man Uriah” meaning God is my light.” Kingston said and I look at him bewilderedly. While doctor Alex jotted it down in the hospital book record.

Giving our baby a godly name, how sweet is that.

“Wow such a lovely name Kings,, it suits the baby so well.” He said going out alongside the nurse.
Giving us me and Kingston some space….

I turned to him with a raised brow
“Are you not going to carry Him?” I asked.

“No Rita, let him be with you,, am a dirty man I don’t want to stain the innocent one.”

I laughed at his reply
Wasn’t he the one that was eager to meet his baby some and won’t even give me breathing space, always talking to him, in the stomach.

He dip his hand in his pocket and brought out a gold pendent... Which had Uriah on it and wore it properly on my baby's neck.

The pendant was made of pure raw gold and I wondered how much it must have caused him to get it done.

Wow…he’s such a genius..
And that made me to fall moreover in love with him.

“Thank you”my words were interrupted with Uriah’s cry

“He must be hungry.” Kingston suggested.

“Maybe.”
I smiled and bring out my breäst from my hospital gown
And began feeding him.

The little boy suck in Earnest as if he’s been starved for ages…
Kingston kissed the corner of my lips..

“Welcome to motherhood”. He muttered.

“And thank you for making me one of the most happiest man on Earth right now

 "Thank you also."  I said.

One week later…

we were finally discharged from the hospital.

Uriah had undergone circumcision and had his umbilical cord removed, and I was slowly but surely regaining my strength.

Kingston was utterly besotted with our little bundle of joy, always cradling him in his arms and gazing at him with a look of pure adoration.

Sometimes, he would become so entranced by Uriah’s tiny features that he would forget I was even speaking to him, leaving me feeling slightly uneasy.

Despite this, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of my two boys bonding so deeply. Kingston’s obsession with Uriah was endearing, and I knew that our little family was going to be just fine.

As we pulled out of the hospital parking lot, Kingston carefully fastened Uriah into his chest carrier, ensuring our little one was snug and secure.

I settled into the passenger seat, still a bit tender from the birth, and buckled up. 

Kingston started the engine and drove smoothly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

As we approached our mansion, I gazed out the window, lost in thought. 

But my tranquility was shattered when I spotted a car tailgating us, its headlights glinting menacingly in the rearview mirror. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to Kingston, my voice low and urgent.

"Kingston, we're being followed." His eyes narrowed, and he slowed down, expertly passing Uriah to me as he did so.

“Fasten your seatbelt,” he whispered, his focus fixed on the road.

The car behind us drew closer, its engine revving ominously. Kingston’s grip on the wheel tightened, and he hit the gas, expertly maneuvering the car to shake off our pursuer.

“Is everything alright?” I asked, my voice laced with concern, as I held Uriah close, my heart racing with fear.

“Kingston tried to reassure me, but I knew something was off. My intuition was screaming at me. And then, in a heart-stopping moment, a bullet hit the car window, the sound of shattering glass making me jump.

But to my surprise, the bullet didn’t penetrate the glass, and I realized with a surge of relief that our car was bulletproof.

“Blood of Jesus,” I whispered, holding Uriah tightly to my chest, my heart racing with fear.

Kingston’s eyes met mine, and I saw a flash of concern before he refocused on the road, his jaw set in determination.

"Don't worry, Rita, I've got this," he said, his voice steady and calm. But I knew we were in grave danger, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that our lives were at risk.

Kingston’s eyes darted to the rearview mirror, his gaze locked on the car behind us.

I could see the tension in his body, his muscles coiled like a spring ready to snap.

“Hold on, Rita,” he warned, his voice low and urgent.

And then, with a sudden burst of speed, he swerved to the left, dodging another bullet that whizzed past us.

TO Be Continued