Chapter 70

Kara’s POV

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“Kara Alfonsi on the line.” I answered animatedly like I was used to, dabbing my free hand over my skirt to get off the invincible dust. I loved my office and I loved my work and luckily for me, Stephano had left the interior decoration of my office for me to do whatever I wanted with it, something about me pleasing him by accepting to work for him.

My office was just a similar theme to what he had done for mine and Stephano’s bedroom. But instead of it being hot red and white like our bedroom, the theme for my office was baby pink and cream. There was a glass table sitting right in front of my swivel chair. Documents were stacked neatly in a wooden document holder on one side, just the usually classic office setting. I had a calendar and other office necessities like stapler, pen holders and my laptop on my table too. On one side, a large shelf held documents important to the company while on the other side, it was pure glass wall behind me. I could get an amazing view of the beautiful city.

There was a spare room just after the rest room, in case I wanted to spend the night working, which Stephano always objected to. Still, whenever I had to wait for him to finish with a late business meeting, I would make myself comfortable in the furnished room till we were set to go home.

We rarely left the office separately. Even though we already celebrated our wedding anniversary a month and two weeks ago, which was on September fourteenth, Stephano and I were still never apart for too long. We did so many things together, it was beautiful to behold. He sometimes went to the supermarket with me and we had grown stronger as we spent time together.

He cleared his throat, snapping me back to the present. “I need you in my office, Mrs. wife.”

I chuckled. “Mr. husband, behave. We’re at work.” I said in a stern voice, earning a groan from him.

“Come in right now with all the Miltie project files with you.” Stephano finally ordered on the other line and the call dropped. I picked them quickly and prepared to take them with me to his office. There was no need to knock before entering, because he was alone at the moment.

“Hello Dory.”

“Mrs. Alfonsi.” She smiled and went back to her work.

I had thought I would sit on the desk opposite Stephano’s office or with him in his office when I started working because I’d first agreed to be his personal assistant, along with Andre but that would be a waste of my own academic intelligence in my area of expertise, hence I was now working in the Alfonsi Company as an Economic Consultant.

Stephano didn’t object to it when I applied formally even though he’d intended to send me an offer of application. We both knew I wouldn’t have listened had he objected. I had my own office and Dory, the lady interning in the company was the one at the desk, attending to the visitors. His previous receptionist had been transferred to another branch of the company after she got married. The job transfer and instant promotion was a wedding gift from the company.

I shut the door with a soft click.

“Did you speak to Mr. Henson about the finance proposal?” He asked.

I nodded and dropped the Miltie project files he demanded in the file holder box which was on his glass table, making sure he saw me drop it.

“Yes I did. His assistant will get back to Andre this noon.”

“What about Mrs. Hanyufan? I’m expecting a mail from her.”

“I called the affiliated company in China and they are currently working on the result.”

“Have a seat.” He told me. His voice was rich and I couldn’t help the smile that spread on my face. Working with my husband was actually a beautiful experience and he shared absolutely everything with me.

Also, the other employees had testified to it that having me work there actually made him less cold and more approachable.

“Making you one of the Company’s economists and an intern as the new Economic Consultant is still one of the best decisions I’ve made since I started this company because your services has been top notch and the PROs has testified to this. And no, I’m not saying this because you’re my wife, we take every project delegated to our staff seriously and constantly keep track on their performance. I’m so proud I got to convince you to work with me.”

I chuckled, my cheeks heating up at the compliment. “Thank you sir.”

He groaned. “You know how I feel about you calling me sir. Come on babe.” His expression was doting and I felt the rush of sweetness emitting off him and onto me as he not-so-subtly licked his lips seductively. I looked down and bit my lower lip and when I  looked up to see him eyeing me under heavy eyelids, I already knew his thoughts were heading down south.

“Yes I do. But at work, I’m still your subordinate so I’ll give you the respect that should be accorded to any other hardworking boss.” I told him. He didn’t bother arguing with me, which I already knew. Kara always knew best.

“That’s right. Come check this detail for a bit. Andre submitted it this morning but I think it might need some proofreading before we send it out...” I got up and went over to his table, leaning in to check what he was pointing at on his PC. He grabbed my waist and pulled me down on him.

“Stephano! We’re at-”

“Work. I know.” He chuckled and pecked my neck, already reaching to palm my right breast and easily undoing the buttons. “There’s nowhere I can’t pleasure my wife. Also, I’m probably putting myself under the bus for this but here’s a heads-up. Whenever we’re arguing and I suddenly succumb or stop pressing on the issue, it’s because my thoughts are heading down here and I’m already beginning to imagine how I’ll feel once I’m buried inside your safe heavens once again.” He groaned,

I was supposed to be rational but he was already hiking my skirt up and trailing kisses down my neck.

I knew I shouldn’t have worn this pleated short skirt; I should have gone for one of my French pencil skirts. He kissed me deeply and I moaned, craving his touch, his mouth, his body.

“Lean in baby.” He pushed me forward so I was resting my stomach on the edge of his glass table and my back was to him. I obliged quickly.

“Stephano...the door...”

He took the white remote control from the top drawer and the blinds were immediately shut. Then there was a click on the door as well.

“Fuck baby. You look so beautiful in this skirt. Won’t you wear some garters for me like you did last Christmas when you made me mad over some issue I can’t even remember now? Please do, baby.” He hiked my skirt up and pecked my pantie clad bum twice before pulling it down my legs.

My breathing was labored and I was already moist down there.

“I’ll wear them. Whatever you want Stephano… whatever you want...please.” I groaned and held the table for support when he slipped a finger into me. I felt him get up and then pushed me further, bending me properly and slipping another finger in.

“I can’t wait to be inside you. Your ass looks so good this way.” He increased his thrusting pace and when I couldn’t hold back anymore, I let go with a grunt.

It was all too much. The excitement of how we were getting down and dirty in his office, the fact that he was the boss and was giving this kind of example even though he always appeared strict. My chest was heaving as I stared at the door. The fact that he could do this at working hours, looking all high and mighty on his large, comfy chair made it all pleasing. My husband was the CEO. I beamed at the thought.

“Now turn around. Yeah, that’s it.”

“Baby, fuck me.” I panted softly, leaning on him. Commanding him but also showing feminine vulnerability, which would make him know I was still leaving it all to him, despite urging him on.

Stephano slanted his lips across mine, muttering ‘fuck’ under his breath.

“My beautiful piece of work. I should get a painting of you like this and keep in our room but-” his gaze hardened in lust. “No. I’m the only one who’ll ever get to see you this way.” He said while placing me on his table. He quickly unbuckled his pants and took off his shirt in a hurry. Eagerly, I parted my legs for him and threw my arms around his neck, needing him inside me immediately.

I pulled him closer and kissed him for dear life, battling my tongue with his before he slipped inside me and we both groaned.

For the next hour that followed, our breaths, moans and groans filled the office as I got lost in his arms.

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Stephano’s POV

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Kara was limp against me, her breath even. I pecked her forehead again. We were in my room, which was attached to my office. “I better get going.”

“A little more.” I groaned but she paid me no heed and got off.

“Where’s your air-spray.” She was already walking around and searching the shelve beside my bed. “This place smells like sex.”

“Because we just had sex.” I chuckled.

“Stephano...” My wife groaned, her eyes gazing gently at me despite her scolding tone. I sat up but didn’t bother pulling my boxers on and the fact that Kara was eyeing my cock with a squint made it grow hard again. Yes, I wanted to be needy this afternoon. We no longer had sex everyday like when we just got married but still did it three times in a week.

“I’ll do it myself. Do you now feel better?” She gave me an ‘are you kidding me’ look. I shrugged. Maybe she thought I was talking about what we just did and if she was contented sexually. “You were complaining of feeling queasy this morning.”

“Yes. I feel better. I should get back. Cover him up before I smack him.” She pointed at the little man between my legs and giggled.

What I would do to listen to her giggles daily. She left after dressing her face and adjusting her attire. I got dressed and went back into my office after spraying the room, feeling refreshed; for now.

After thirty minutes, I decided to have my receptionist order lunch for myself and my wife. I called her but she didn’t pick. After three more rings in the next five minutes that followed, I shot out of my office like my pant was on fire and went to check her.

I wasn’t feeling too good about this. When I opened the office, she wasn’t there. I went to the restroom but it was empty as well.

Furrowing my brows, I slowly walked into the spare room and saw her lying on her side. With a smile, I crept up on her and my hands swiftly grabbed her waists. “Gotcha!”

But Kara didn’t respond.

“Baby? “I shook her slightly on the shoulders but she was still unresponsive. Her eyelids were shut and it looked like she was in a deep sleep…or unconscious. “Kara?!” I screamed with wide eyes, sounding like a cat run over by a car.

All my life, I never knew I could let out such a sound from my throat.

I cradled her head, panicking as I heard the thumping of my heartbeat and blood pumping in my head. My hands were trembling. I carried her quickly and rushed out, ignoring my receptionist that was frantically rushing here and there when she saw Kara unconscious in my arms.

“Call Andre to meet me outside right now. Then call James to prepare the car before I get down.”

The elevator closed and I shut my eyes tightly. I looked down at Kara again. Why wasn’t she responding? My hands were still shaking and my legs were stiff as I took my private elevator, which took me straight to the far end of the parking lot. Immediately I got downstairs, James had already unlocked the car.

I laid Kara in the backseat gently and told Andre who was just running towards us, to take charge till I got back. I got in the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut, heading to our family hospital and constantly checking Kara from the rear mirror, wishing I could hold her in my arms.

“Help! Someone’s hurt!” I shouted immediately I got into the hospital. The nurses took charge and took her towards a room but I followed them.

“Please let us do our job sir. Stay here.” Kate, the nurse from the time Natalia was admitted told me.

“I need to stay with her.” I argued and tried entering but the door was slammed on my face. I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to use the ‘do you know who I am’ card, because Kara didn’t like it when I did that. She wanted me to always be humble to everyone and see where that got me. But these people were being unreasonable. Twenty minutes or so after, a female doctor approached me.

“Mrs. Alfonsi?”

“Yes. I’m her husband.”

“Please come with me.” We went into her office together. “Your wife probably fell due to the dizziness and bumped her head before she could rest properly and that led to her passing out...but she only has a mild concussion which we’ve taken care of. She needs to rest well, especially for the baby. She shouldn’t take too much oily things as she will probably get nauseated according to some signs we noticed after the test was conducted, which I believe she will begin to feel at this early stage. Also, you need to register her for prenatal-” My world stopped. It was only echoes all around me.

“Come again doctor...did you just say ba-baby?” I stuttered with wide eyes. I fuckin stuttered.

She nodded. “Yes. Congratulations. She is two weeks pregnant. She has been going through rigorous activities and she really needs to start resting like she should.” I was still staring at her. “Your wife is pregnant sir.” She repeated while stretching her hand and I received it and gave her a handshake, still a bit dazed with the information.

“Two weeks…two weeks pregnant.” I murmured as I made my way to the room where Kara was. My love was carrying a baby in her womb. Wife. Pregnant. Baby.

It hadn’t even been long since we decided to go off birth control and she was already pregnant.

I entered the ward and slowly walked towards her. Her hair was matted over her head in a scattered way due to how I’d carried her and rushed here earlier on but she still managed to take my breath away. She looked like a beautiful artwork. I held her by the wrist and checked her pulse. My tense shoulders immediately relaxed when I felt it beating faintly.

I sat like that for long, lost in deep thoughts. I touched her flat stomach. “We are going to be parents. I’m going to be a dad, and you will be a mom. Thank you darling for giving me the privilege to witness this opportunity with you even though we made you go on birth control last year. Still, thank you love.”

I pecked her dry lips. I’d texted Adrian and told her the good news because I knew Kara would want her best friend to be with her and relish in the good news. My wife groaned a bit but still didn’t open her eyes. I pecked her lips again and made sure they were back to the soft ones I was used to.

“I’m going to be a dad.” I rested my head beside her stomach, careful not to bump into her side if I moved. After an hour, I had spoken to Andre twice and he’d even concluded a meeting I had this afternoon before Kara woke up. She looked a little weak.

I held her right hand and pecked the back of it. “Baby. You’re awake.”

“Stephano. What am I doing in a hospital?” She groaned and touched her bandaged head, looking around.

“Careful. You fell and hit your head at the office and I met you lying on the bed in your spare room. Also, something is growing inside you.” The left side of my lips curled up.

“St-stephano....what?” she whispered. Tears started spilling from her eyes so I guessed they were tears of joy. Still, I didn’t want her to get upset or cry for any reason.

“Yeah baby.”

“How long?”

“Just two weeks.” I smiled but Kara cried the more. I pecked her forehead lovingly.

“Promise me one thing Stephano.”

I held her two hands. “Anything for you my love.”

“Promise me that you’ll be happy. After this, don’t stop yourself from loving again and being a happy man. Don’t mourn over me for too long Stephano. Promise me.” She told me firmly.

What the hell?

“What are you saying Kara? I won’t mourn over you. Heaven forbids it. You’re mine and you’re going nowhere. Nothing can take you from me.” I told her sternly but softened my voice. Yelling wouldn’t be good for her or the baby.

“You said there was something growing in my stomach.” Kara’s lips trembled while she frowned in confusion. I kissed her sweetly, smiling.

“Yes. It’s a baby. You’re going to be a mom Kara.”

Kara tensed, and then blinked twice.

“I’m going to be a mom?” She whisper yelled. In the next second, a beam replaced the tense expression and she covered her mouth. I nodded. “Oh my gosh. I’m so freaking happy. Oh my gosh! Thank you God. I’m going to be a mom.” She cradled her stomach while I chuckled.

“So you thought I meant cancer earlier on?” I asked and she nodded, biting her lower lip. “No. Never.” My voice cracked at the end. I would never lose her.

“But erm, how do you feel about this? I mean, the baby.”

“Ecstatic. I’m so happy right now. I’m going to be a dad and I’m married to the best woman ever.”

“Now I’m jealous.” A pitchy voice said from the entrance. Adrian came in and went to hug Kara who squealed when she saw her friend. I made sure she didn’t squish her, glaring at her hands when they moved lower and towards Kara’s stomach.

“Where have you been?” Kara pouted at her friend.

“Here and there. Still working on finalizing my brand.”

“That’s brilliant.” Kara frowned a bit and pointed at a chair on the other side of the bed for Adrian and she sat. “You’ve not been picking my calls. You know I won’t probe this time around. Just talk to me.” Kara ended softly. I excused the ladies, knowing they would have some things to talk about.

I already knew Adrian broke up with Diego and things were bad between them at the moment. He might’ve slipped once when he was drunk and cried for Adrian not to leave him before passing out. That night, he had taken me out to have a drink. I didn’t think too much about them, they were adults and could solve their own problems.

The doctor said Kara would be discharged this noon and gave me a book containing list of things she was allowed to do and things she wasn’t allowed to do.

“Set?” Adrian asked me when I returned after attending to some business calls.

“Yes. Let’s go baby.” I told Kara. I helped Kara up and settled her in the car and after dropping Adrian at her place, we headed home.

One thing was on my mind throughout.

I needed to start plotting how I would convince her to take a maternity leave soon and she’ll only resume back to work a few months after the baby is born.