Preg-Not part 58

“Get them out of that cage. I want to see them crawl.”

Maksim’s father sat on the sofa and pointed to his expensive carpet.

“Let me see them before this goddamn cancer finally kills me. Is that one Kanen?”

“Yes,” Maksim answered. He set each baby free and sat beside Raelynn on the couch.

Instead of crawling to their parents, the twins stared at the strange elder man and crawled to him. They grabbed his ankles.

“They want you to pick them up.”

“I won’t. They need to be declined affection to become strong. They are the next heads of this household.”

Raelynn would never do something like that, but this man was too old and stubborn to change. He needed to be assured that the future of the family would be worthy. He taught cruelly and was willing to cut off any weak links. That included Demyan for being “damaged goods.”

“There will be changes,” Maksim said.

“What changes?”

“The drug trades. We have to shut them down and generate money some other way.”

“Are you out of your mind, Maksim? Нет! It will not happen while I’m alive.” His shout was so loud that the twins jerked and began crying.

“Then, you better hurry up and die, because it is going to happen.” Maksim stood up and picked up the babies.

“Get back here!”

“I’ve gotten enough of you for the day, father. See you tomorrow.” He looked at Raelynn to signal that he wanted her to come.

She stood and went after him. “Will he be okay?” She didn’t like the man, but she didn’t want him dying under the same roof as the twins.

“Yes. His feelings won’t be hurt. He lost his soul a long time ago.” Maksim stopped in front of a door on the second floor. The room was practically empty if it wasn’t for the bed and nightstand.

He sat on the bed and shushed the babies.

“And us?” Raelynn asked.

“What about us?”

“Will we lose your soul like your father did? Will this business do that to us?”

Maksim kissed the heads of the babies and then leaned in to peck her lips. “I don’t know about you, but I lost my soul to you a long time ago.”

Raelynn embraced him and stayed in his arms until she fell asleep. Thirst awaked her hours later, so she slipped out of bed for water. The glass in her hand nearly hit the tiles when Maksim’s father entered the kitchen like a ghost.

“My son’s wife killed my own wife,” he raised his amber glass, as if making a toast. “You have to appreciate the irony. It’s art.” He took a gulp. “Viktor doesn’t like you very much, does he?”

“He didn’t, no, but things are different now.”

“He has never been a fan of Americans, that one. I never knew why. He’s one of my strongest, though. He’s similar to Maksim, although the two refuse to see it.”

“And Demyan?”

He slammed the glass on the countertop. “Don’t try to dig too deep, girl. You may have a ring, but you do not have my blood.” He left after that, and Raelynn hugged her arms.

The darkness was too loud.

She heard a garbled cry, and the coldness vanished. She went upstairs, where her man and babies awaited to keep her warm.

That morning, they ate as a family but acted as strangers. Maksim’s fathers eyed the giggling twins with a distant gaze.

He only looked up when there was a ring at the door.

“Who could that be?”

Maksim took out a pair of handcuffs and snapped them on his wrists. “Hell.”

Raelynn stared at the handcuffs. “What are you-”

“Yo! Sweetcheeks!”

Raelynn rose to her feet when she recognized that voice. “Knives?” She rushed to the entrance and opened it. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Although she had insisted on inviting him to the wedding, Maksim wouldn’t have it. She was shocked to see him again.

“Your crackhead boyfriend invited me. Is he around?”

“Yes, he is. I’m the husband now, by the way, and I won’t tell you again to stop calling her sweetcheeks.” Maksim stood beside Raelynn.

“Why are you handcuffed?”

“I had to do it to make sure I didn't kill you. My wife wouldn’t have liked it.”

“Chill, man. I was calling the twins sweetcheeks, not Rae.”

“Don’t call her Rae, either!”

"Hey,” Raelynn stepped between the two. “Why did you invite him to your father’s house?”

“Because I sure as hell was not going to bring him to mine. He can stay for a few hours and then fly back to whatever ditch he crawled out of.”

Raelynn glared. “Be nice.”

Knives was shocked to see the murderous Russian listen to her.

Raelynn took Knives’ hand, and Maksim tried to jerk himself free of the cuffs.

“Come on. Let’s see the boys!”

“MY boys,” Maksim growled.

She blew him a kiss, because she knew it took a lot for him to call Knives. He hated that man. He let her go when she broke up with him a second time, although it nearly killed him. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for her, and she loved him for it.

She sat on the carpet with the twins, Knives, and a grumpy, handcuffed Maksim. The babies played with his cuffs as Raelynn caught up with Knives.

Knives told them that he was still in the MC and wasn’t planning on leaving it anytime soon. Their small talk became more serious, and they discussed working together again. With the Mafia and MC combined, there were many more crooked, powerful men that could be taken down.

“Time for you to go,” Maksim stood up.

“Come on Mak, he just got here.”

“I have my limits.”

Knives chuckled. “Don’t worry, Raelynn. I’ll chill at a casino and get cozy with a prostit-” he looked at the babies. “With a very nice lady!”

“See you, Maksim, and old quiet dude.” He waved over his shoulder, and then he was off.

Raelynn watched him walk away, and Maksim kissed the top of her head. “Are you happy?”

“Yes. I love you,” she smiled.

“I love you- oh, hello,” he looked at his feet. “Someone’s cock-blocking.” He smiled at Kanen. “I love you too, bud. And your-”

He kicked the door shut and dragged Raelynn to the floor when he heard gunshots come from outside.

Next chapter is the LAST! Then I’ll start updating Rider King and Alpha Adrian! Thank you guys for reading

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