Page 86 of Killian De Luca

The bedroom is so nice and big. He has black accents everywhere, kind of matching his plane.

I can’t help but wonder what his bedroom at his actual house looks like.

Killian told me has so many properties around the world like a few around Italy, one in Greece, here, and then an estate in California.

This morning we woke up early to do some training like usual. Training has become our regular thing. After training we took a shower together and Killian couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

He was going to fuck me, but I told him I needed a break because I think in the last three days, he’s fucked me a total of five times.

Three times on the plane, once in the kitchen, and once in the bedroom last night.

Plus, he hasn’t been using a condom either which I don’t mind but at the same time we need to be safe.

But I’m on birth control so I think we’re safe.

I still can’t help but have this uneasy feeling in my stomach.

Like I should be expecting something.

I went to the bathroom while Killian was eating breakfast and started throwing up. I remember looking in the mirror and feeling that same feeling. I also started to think about how I haven’t gotten my period for a while.

All of the thoughts ran through my head as I stared at myself in the mirror this morning.

I was in the bathroom for a good minute until Killian knocked on the door wondering why I was taking too long.

When I get back home, there is no doubt I will be taking a pregnancy test.

But for now, I want to enjoy my time with Killian and just pretend for a little while longer we’ll be okay.

But I should be fine I probably haven’t had my period because of stress maybe? My stomach looks normal.

I’m just trying to think positive because he can not have a baby under these circomestances.

Tonight, for dinner I’m wearing a dark blue bustier summer dress. It’s classy but casual and perfect for tonight's dinner. I have my hair in soft curls and put on light makeup.

Killian told me to meet him downstairs whenever I’m ready.

I walk downstairs and see no sign of Killian anywhere. I look in the kitchen, living room, foyer, and can’t find him anywhere.

My phone dings, making me look down.

Come outside.

I do as he says and walk outside, seeing him standing in front of a car.

A dark blue Ferrari.

It’s beautiful and matches the color of my dress.

“Good choice with the blue,” Killian says, smiling as I walk up to him.

I can’t help but blush. “Well, your favorite color is blue.”

Killian grabs my hand when I’m close enough, pulls me closer and presses his lips on mine.

I swear ever since he came back, he hasn’t let go of me. He is always touching me or wanting to touch me or have me near him.

My heart flutters.