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SIN
"How dare you?!"
"What do you mean by how dare me?" Emma asked back.
She glared and folded her arms.
"I don't care if you are married or not, I am pregnant and you are responsible. I won't hide the truth from you if that is what you want!"
"Nothing happened between us," I said calmly. I paced to the window and back to where she stood.
"You are not conscious to know that." Emma pointed out.
Emma was pregnant?
I couldn't stop thinking about what she had said. She was pregnant with my child. How possible was that when nothing happened between us?
"No." I shook my head. I refuse to believe anything she says because most of her words were lies and she was a manipulator.
"Emma…"
"Don't Emma me!" Emma scowled, slapping my hands away as I attempted to touch her.
"Don't even think I'll abort it. I'd never do such a thing and I am keeping the child whether you want it or not!"
"Abort what?!"
I let out a sharp breath as Artemisia stepped into the room.
How much had she heard? I mulled whilst staring at her.
She gazed back and forth between Emma and me, before letting her eyes stay on mine.
"What is going on? I barely hear anything since both of you were talking at the same time."
I let out a sigh of relief and stepped toward her. She didn't know what was going on. It was easier to change the subject and tell her after Emma than for her to hear like this.
"Nothing happened. It's just a slight disagreement."
"Slight disagreement?" Artemisia tilted her head, assessing her sister.
I nodded, clasping her hands. I lifted it to my lips and brushed a kiss on it.
"This won't be the end, I promise you."
"What is going on, Sin?" Artemisia asked again as I cupped her face. "Why does it sound like Emma is threatening you?"
"She is?" I asked, tugging her towards the large bed. I pushed her gently on it and squatted in front of her.
I placed my hands over her still flat stomach and gazed into her beautiful eyes.
I need to do everything right for her. She didn't need to know what was going on.
Artemisia POV
I was the first to break eye contact. I blushed and attempted to gaze away from him but he gripped my chin.
"You are acting weird." I giggled.
"Am I?" He murmured, caressing my stomach. I placed my hand on his and shook my head.
"Of course, if I don't know what has been going on since the past month, I would have been tempted to say you are in love with me."
"Of course, I am in love with you." Sin argued.
Shaking my head, "I don't mean that. I mean you seem to be like your normal self and like nothing has happened."
Sin chuckled, then brought his face slowly to my eye level.
My eyes zeroed on his lips and I swallowed hard as they curved up in a smile.
A smile I find sensuous and it often makes my heart beat faster.
"What are you doing?" I asked as he scrutinized me.
"Staring at your beautiful face." He said.
"I…"
Sin lips locked on mine, cutting my word. My hands moved to the back of his head, clasping his neck whilst kissing back.
He hoisted me out of the bed, and I wrapped my legs around his midsection.
"Artemisia." He mumbled as he began to kiss my neck downwards.
With what was happening, I feel it wasn't normal for someone to switch that easily. Not even Sin. But, I wasn't complaining even though I should.
What his lips were doing to me was driving me insane and I wanted more.
It was as if something snapped in both of us and we began to kiss in a frenzy. He shoved me to the door roughly and I barely felt it as desire surged through me.
His hands cupped my backside and he shredded the pantie I donned. I felt him fumbling with his zipper as he continued to kiss me.
It wasn't long before I felt his length inside of me.
A moan slipped out of my mouth and my eyes rolled into my head as his thrust went from gentle to rough in less than a second.
"Oh gods, Sin…" I grunted, gripping his shoulder.
My core clenched around his length and I heard him grunt as his thrust deepened.
"Shit!" He growled and swiftly pulled out of me. Sin tossed me on the bed and came on top of me. He slipped into me again and my eyes went wide.
I thought he was finished, but it seemed like he was just beginning.
He pounded into me hard and fast. My legs widened and I gasped with each thrust he made. I dug my nail into his back and clawed.
I heard his grunts which sounded like music to my ears, my vision blurred and I panted.
As if sensing my exhaustion, he quickened his pace seeking his release.
I closed my legs around his waist, tilted my hips upwards and he stiffened. Sin and fondled my breasts whilst he released inside of me.
Spent, he slipped out of me and laid on the bed with his back.
I didn't know if our intimation session of some seconds ago was a way of diverting me on the subject of Emma.
He didn't tell me anything afterwards but I was sure to find out what they were arguing about.
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Sin had stepped out of the room as usual to the training room and I followed as well but not in the direction he went to.
"So," Emma said as I stood in front of the doorway.
"What pleasure do I owe the Queen a visit at this hour? I mean you barely come here anymore except if Julie's here. Even when she is, you try to avoid me."
"What were you discussing with Sin, earlier? I heard both of you shouting."
"Is that the reason you are here? I thought you were here to see my pretty face." Emma tutted. She flashed me a smile and wrinkled her nose.
"Besides, that question should be for your husband and not me." She added.
"I wouldn't be here if he wasn't trying to dodge the question." I pointed out.
"I'm not surprised." Emma shrugged.
"Am I getting an answer to my question or not?"
Emma stared at me down and I held her gaze. I felt bad for coming to her in the first place as I was expecting she'd react that way.
And at the same time, I was curious.
Both of them were keeping something from me. Something important. I feel if I get to it, it might be a disaster.
Yet, I didn't want to be kept out of the loop. I loathed being in the dark.
After a while of silence, I cleared my throat and stepped to the door. Halting, I stared back at Emma who began what she was doing before I interrupted her.
"I'll get to it. I'll surely know what you are hiding from me."
Emma beamed, "And if you know, don't come crying to me. You are the one wanting to stick your nose into where it doesn't belong."
I clenched my fists as I gaze at the smug look on her face.
"Sin Is my business and he is my husband! I don't care whatever you had with him before and I don't even think it should be an issue between us. You are the one antagonizing me when you knew he chose me over you!"
"Just pray this doesn't concern you," I murmured, sending her a withering glare. "Because I wouldn't care if you are my sister or not! I'll make sure you pay."
"Until then, I'll be expecting your return." Emma hollered.
And the urge to turn back and smack her face surged into me. But I shoved it off. I didn't want to create a scene because I didn't know what happened.
It would be embarrassing if what I wanted to slap her for didn't concern me. Yet, I felt it had everything to do with me
