Chapter 72

ZAVIER [Zero]

"Poor Lani is so cranky lately, it feels so good to needle her." Morris laughed, cleaning out the sink.

I pursed my lips. "No one mocks a heavily pregnant woman with the way she walks, you idiot. Where's your gentleman side?"

"Have no such side, my friend."

"You're a town's sheriff now. You should have a side like that, motherfucker."

"Well, I don't. She looks so cute though."

I thought of smacking him on the head but I thought against him, knowing the best retaliation.

Lately, there's something else that works more effectively.

"Well, I think Miranda is cute too. Me, and half the men here in Jacobville." I said non-comittedly.

The smile disappeared from his face and he glared at me. "You and half the town should keep your fvcking eyes to yourselves. She's mine!'

"According to her, she's not." I shot back.

"That's probably because she doesn't know it yet." He grunted.

I pitied my friend. He's as clueless as I was when I was falling for Lani.

"And what are you waiting for? For Dr. Jace to claim her before you do?" I grinned at him.

Morris's eyes turned darker. "That asshole won't try me. He wouldn't dare."

I chuckled as I turned off the gas and patted him at the back. "Stay here and be needling defenseless pregnant women while another man takes a woman you think yours, right away from you."

I was smiling and whistling as I walked out of the door. Morris let out several string of curses that only made me laugh all the more.

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LEILANI

At the shop, I kept feeling uncomfortable. It's not my due date until the next three weeks, so I know I'm not in labour.

The doctor already told me that it's normal to feel this way, especially in the ninth month.

Everyday I have to battle with Zavier for him to allow me come to my shop. Lately, he has become more overprotective of me, and while it can be so sweet, sometimes it's not.

I attended to yet another customer, hitting my back with my fist every few seconds. The older women only smiled patiently at me as I took my time taking her order.

Miranda is working as a nurse in the veterinary hospital. Morris and Zavier already went to work as sheriffs. Morris would have moved out for sometime now but the house he bought is still being renovated.

"Why don't you go home dear, and take a rest?" The older woman had said to me after I attended to her.

As she walked away, I knew she was right. I really really feel like going home and sleeping the whole day off.

And so, I did.

Thirty minutes later, I'm at the house. I already called Zavier and told him that I'll be going home.

My husband has never been comfortable with me staying at home alone, and so he'd told me that he's taking permission and coming back to stay with me.

When as I protested, he was adamant. At last, I threw my arms up and hung up the phone.

I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom. I was almost done when I heard a little sound outside the bathroom.

I paused and listened. Only eerily silence met me. I sighed and continued my bath.

Afterwards, I wrapped the towel around myself and headed out to the bathroom to our bedroom.

I froze at the sight that met me.

Just like three months ago, his face was hooded so I can't make out his features. The pedophile!

But he left town! The man is wanted in most of the states of America, even Zavier has most of his old contacts searching for him...including Slaughter.

And now, he's here. H-He's in my house....he's come to hurt me.

His lips from behind the leather mask stretched into an evil grin.

"Hello, preggy." He said to me.