Chapter 108

108 Welcome Home, Soldier.

Luke.

I decided to carry my wife to my wing. The emotions were running high at the moment, and Monica and

Mike were the cause of it. I needed some sanity before dealing with the matter,

“I am going to execute that bitch!” Caleb said, and Kimberly flinched. I noticed her uneasiness and

quickly linked my brother to calm down. I did not want him to give Kimberly a reason not

“I am sure she has her reasons. I doubt your mother will want her dead; she has hurt long enough. Once

Tia is alright, we would interrogate Monica as a family so she can tell us why she did what she did before

we punish her for her actions, but a death sentence should be out of the equation.” I told Caleb, and he

looked at me from the corner of his eyes. I knew he was mad at her.

“The bitch did not want to come here because of what she did. I bet she killed the dead staff.” Caleb

said, and that was a given. If the guy died of poisoning, then she did it. The only person who could

explain her actions was Monica herself. It was sad, but she could explain her actions better.

I lifted Tia from the bed. She was still deep in sleep. “Did you give her anything?” I asked, and Stacy

nodded. “Something to help her sleep. I promise it won‘t harm the baby,” she said quickly, and I nodded.

I knew she knew better than to do something that would hurt me.

Caleb stood up immediately.

“Kimberly, let‘s go to the left wing,” he said and gently picked Emma up. He needed peace, and Kimberly

was the one that would give that to him. My father stood up from the chair and adjusted himself.

“There is no point waiting here. I was only here to make sure Tia was okay.

Stacy stood up, and she looked unsure of what to do. It was clear things weren‘t okay between my father

and her.

“You can stay in my room for now. Dr Lockwood said I will need to monitor you closely, and he will be

coming this evening for your session.” my father said to her, and she nodded. I doubted my father would

get with her again. There were too many lies between them, creating a vast ocean. There was no bridge

long enough to help them cross,” I felt sorry for her because she still looked at my father the same. She

wasn‘t lying when she said she loved him, but his feelings had changed.

“I carried Tia to our wing, taking in her scent with every step and reassuring myself that she was alright. I

entered our room and laid her on the bed. Then went to the shower to wash away the dirt on my skin.

Standing under the shower, I thought of all we had learned. Knowing that Luis was Regan Adhit was a

huge relief. I was worried we were dealing with two enemies. Knowing they were one person, I was

eager to end this thing and move on with our lives.

I let the water wash my skin, and while I stood under the shower, I thought of Tia. Usually, this was the

time I would hoist her up and take her under the shower. I ran my finger through my hair and turned the

shower from hot to cold to calm my needs. I wanted to come home and bury myself in her. I was mad to

realise what had happened. I was also grateful that they won the fight, and Regan‘s goons could not

grab the people he sent them to capture. I wondered what he wrote in the note he left for Tia. I

immediately linked Bart to bring me the letter. I was still hard as hell, and the cold shower wasn‘t helping.

I gave up eventually and exited the shower. I would have to work on myself if I couldn‘t take it anymore.

Bart knocked on the door, and I went to answer it. I did not open it entirely; I just popped my head out,

collected the letter, thanked him and closed the door. I did not want Bart to see my hard–on. That would

be wrong.

I sat on the bed to read the letter and began to laugh after reading the content. I imagined how funny it

would have been for Tia to read the letter with Stacy, Kimberly and Emma in the room with her. The man

was too damn confident. It was clear his goons did not know the content of the letter. They must have

tried to do one of the things he had sent them to achieve. In their hearts, they had at least accomplished

one thing. Which was delivering the letter. If only they knew that the letter should be delivered if they

succeeded at the primary task, which was to abduct Stacy, Kimberly and Emma. Then again, they might

have panicked and left the letter out of fear. Either way, it was funny. It also showed that Regan was an

overconfident bastard. I wouldn‘t have done this. I would have waited to be sure they succeeded, then

written and send the letter. It was so funny I couldn‘t stop laughing. I laid back on the bed next to Tia and

soon slept off.

I woke up to pleasure. I actually thought I was having a wet dream, but then I managed to open my eyes,

and to my surprise, Tia had my cock in her mouth. This was the best way to welcome a soldier home. I

smiled at her and relaxed to enjoy the love I was getting. The pleasure was getting to my head, and I

wasn‘t fighting it. I watched her take it all in, her eyes watering as she gaged from reflex and continued to

bob her head on my cock.

“Tia,” I moaned, and I could smell her arousal. She knew exactly what I wanted. I couldn‘t wait to taste

her as I made her take the sixty–nine position with her on top. I tasted her while she worked on me. It

was explosive, and we both came at the same time. It wasn‘t long after we came that I made her go on

her hands and knees, and I drove myself into her from behind. She moaned sweetly, and words did not

need to be spoken between us. We were both glad I was home, and we were both happy we won the

fight. I pumped gently, and she asked me to go harder. She was showing but not too much. I knew our

sexual positions would soon be restricted, so I took full advantage of the moment and pumped myself

into her from all angles. I wanted her to come several times until she begged me to stop.

Do

She came twice and quickly too. The pregnancy had made her extra sensitive and had made her pussy

extra soft. I loved every bit of it. Placing her back against the bed. I put her legs on my shoulders and

drove my cock into her, lifting her off the bed. I pumped and gently rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her

moans were rewarding, and they drove me crazy. I could never get tired of this. She came all over me.

Screaming my name and begging me to come. I continued to pump and rub her over sensitive clit, and

she shook.

“Please, Luke, “She moaned cumming again; this time, it was sustained, and it drove me wild.

So wild that I exploded and poured myself into her. I growled and groaned, emptying myself into her, and

her pussy grabbed onto me, taking it all, clamping and milking me for all I could give. It was explosive. I

remained in her a bit until the pleasure came down, and then I pulled out gently and laid down next to

her.

“Welcome home,” Tia said between breaths, and I smiled and looked at her.

“It is good to be home,” I said, and she placed her head on my chest. We both fell asleep. I woke up in

the morning and noticed Tia was already dressed.

“Good morning, Darling,” I said, and she came to kiss me on my lips. I was surprised because I had yet

to brush my teeth. I looked at her, wondering what had come over her, and she laughed.

“It is not every day that a woman‘s husband returns from a victorious war and makes mind blowing love

to her. My insides are like jelly right now,” She teased, and we laughed. I got up and went to the shower

to get ready.

I returned to find Tia reading Regan AKA Luis Moon‘s note. It was apparent she had been laughing “The

man is highly overconfident,” I said, and she looked at me and nodded.

“you can say that again.” She said and sighed.

“So, how do we intend to catch the bastard?” She asked the most crucial question.

“We will keep attacking his allies to force him out,” I said, and she did not seem convinced.

“We need something more certain. A location and a plan,” She said, and I knew she was right, but apart

from his real name, we really had nothing. And then it clicked in my head that his daughter, who had

betrayed her mother, was with us. We might learn something from her. I was about to speak when I

heard Caleb‘s voice in my head.

“I know you are up, big brother. I want Monica‘s interrogation now. I could not sleep last night. It is still

disturbing that that bitch tried to kill my mother. Killed a staff and ran away. I would have let her die in

Tetra if I knew she did all that. I can’t believe my mother is crying for her sake. How can she still care

about her safety after what she did? One thing I know is that there is no way she is going scotfree for

what she did. I can‘t live with myself if she gets away with it.” He said, and I could feel his anger in his

tone in my head. He wasn‘t the usual calm self.

Stacy wants to forgive her; she helped her father steal our Military support and money from us. It is only

fair that we punish her for it.” I said, and he was silent, which meant he approved.

I have never seen Caleb this way, but Monica‘s betrayal hurt him.

“Who were you talking to?” Tia finally asked me, staring at me. My eyes must have been glazed for a

while.

“Caleb,” I said, and she frowned. It was apparent our discussion was serious.

“Are you set?” I asked her, and she frowned.

“We have someone to interrogate after breakfast,” I said

“Who?” She asked, a bit excited at the prospect of torturing someone for answers.

“Monica,” I said, and her frown became an angry scowl.

“That bitch! how did you find her?” She asked. I knew Tia already knew what she did. After all, she was

home with Stacy.

“She was tied up and left to die in Tetra,” I said, and she scuffed. “You should have left the bitch to rot

there. She was the mole in our house. To think she could try to kill her mother for a father who did not

care about her. A father that wanted to kill her after birth. A father who never spent a dime on her. She is

a bitch. An ungrateful bitch! Stacy suffered for that ingrate. Prostituted herself and became a gold digger

to ensure that ingrate got all she wanted. Stacy‘s abuse and emotional trauma for that girl, and how did

she pay her back? By loading her with poison. I can‘t wait to interrogate that bitch. I want to know how

her

to know the kind of sick mind she has,” she said with so much venom, and I could understand Tia‘s

anger. She was going to be a mother soon, and she too had a mother. There was nothing Monica could

say that would justify what she did. I was angry too, but one of us had to be a voice of reason.

We got ready and headed toward the breakfast lounge. The interrogation will take place after breakfast.

Right now, Tia needed food in her system. After all the love–making, she needed to get her strength

back for her and the baby‘s sake. I had a smirk because I knew Tia wouldn‘t go easy on Monica. Tia was

trained for interrogations. We might even get helpful information to help us catch Regan. Anything was

possible.