Connor's P.O.V

Scarlet smiled sweetly at me, and her voice was laced with poison as she spoke.

"I'll be waiting at the manor for you."

She turned her poison filled smile on Harmony.

"I'll wear that red dress that you like so much."

She stepped out of Mason's arms and came closer to me. Her eyes left Harmony and found mine. She trailed a finger down my bare chest and spoke in a seductive, slurry voice.

"Don't keep me waiting too long now, Con. The sooner we get this done, the sooner you can get me pregnant."

At Harmony sharp intake of breath, Scarlet laughed. She turned to her.

"Oh honey, did you think that this what you have with him is serious? Connor Ledrick, have and will always be mine."

Her voice change from disgust and pity to one edged with deadly warning.

"Never forget that!"

She turned on her heel and walked away with Mason trailing behind her like the dog he is.

Harmony turned to me when they were gone, her eyes filled with tears. Her hands when to her stomach involuntary.

"C-Connor, what does she mean? Are you trying to get her pregnant?"

I reached for her, but she pulled away and took a step back, shaking her head. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. I've never told her anything about the situation with my wife. I didn't want her in that part of my life, but I knew that I would have to tell her.

I took a step closer to her again and again she stepped out of my reach. I wasn't in the mood for her disobedience. I looked her in the eyes, my eyes showing my impatience with her. I took a step forward but this time she didn't move. I pulled her to me roughly.

"Never run away from me, do you hear me?"

She nodded, her eyes filled with fear. That's what I wanted, for her to fear me. I wanted her to know that I was the one in charge, not her.

"You're mine, Harmony. I own you. You never keep what's mine away from me, do you hear me?"

She nodded, but that wasn't enough for me, I needed to hear her say the words. I embedded my hand in her hair and pulled slightly, causing her to cry out.

"Say it, I want to hear you say it."

With fear in her eyes and tears streaming down her face, she said, "I'll never k-keep what is yours away from y-you, I promise."

I smile feeling slightly satisfied, there was still one more thing I needed to hear her say.

"I own you, you're mine, say it."

She tried to look away, but I turned her back to face me. "Say it!" I commanded

She jumped from the harness of my voice, but I didn't care. I just wanted to hear her say it.

She was shaking when she said, "Y-you own me, I-I'm yours."

I closed my eyes and let her words wash over me. When I opened them back to look at her, I saw that her lips were trembling. My eyes darken and just before I took her trembling lips with mine, I said in the most primal voice.

"Yes I do and yes you are."

I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist, without breaking our kiss, I carried her to the bedroom and fell onto the bed with her. She was mine, and I was going to take pleasure in what was mine.

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I circled my hand on her flat stomach then I placed a kiss there. She giggled and try to push my head away. I looked up at her and she smiled that infectious smile of hers. I leaned down and kissed her stomach again, making her laugh.

"What are you doing?" She asked in between giggles.

"Kissing my baby."

She continued laughing. "You're silly."

I moved back up the bed so that I was face to face with her. I swept a few strands of her hair away from her face. She stopped laughing, but her smile was still in place. I took her hair between my fingers, I loved the way it felt. I hated when she would wear weave or anything that wasn't her own hair. I loved her ebony curls, it made her look even more beautifully than she already was. Her eyes filled with undeniable love, and I took pleasure from it. I knew that she loved me, I've heard her say it a thousand times but not once had I replied. I can see that it hurts her and I knew that she thought that I didn't love her, but the truth is, I was crazy about her. But I would never tell her, I don't intend to make myself vulnerable to anyone, not even her.

I kissed her lips because I couldn't help it, she was addictive. Being with her was like being on the purest form of drugs. I was always high. I pulled away from her and stroke my finger down the side of her face.  She leaned into my touch and moaned.

"I love you, Connor."

I replied the way I always do, "I know you do."

I saw the sadness crept into her eyes before she tried to hide it.

If I could I would have stayed in bed with her all day, but I had to go fulfill my duties as a husband. I detested the fact that I was forced to sleep with that woman. Her father wanted her pregnant so that her child would be the sole heir to my wealth, but little did he know that I already had other plans. Even if she did get pregnant her child would not be the sole heir.

"As much as I'd love to stay here with you all day, I can't. You've got a doctor appointment in fifteen minutes and I have things I need to do after that."

Her face became serious and full of worry. "What do you think she'll say?"

I rubbed my hand over her stomach, "She's just going to confirm what we already know... You're pregnant."

Her eyes filled with fear and I felt like a bastard. She never had a choice in the matter, I never gave her one. I wanted her pregnant, so I got her pregnant. I was using her and she knew it. She just didn't know what she was being used for, she was going help me fight my war. I hoped to keep her in the end, but I doubt that I'll be able to. I can't risk her finding out how much she means to me and if my enemies found out, they would try to hurt her just to hurt me. And I can't have that.

"Connor?" Harmony asked, "I ain't gonna to be a part of this baby's life, am I?"

I could have lied to her, tell her what she wanted to hear. I could've promised her a future with kids, dog and well cared for life. But I didn't, she deserved to hear the truth. It didn't matter how cruel it was. I needed her to be prepared for when that time care.

"No... no you're not."

I expected her to jump from the bed, crying and screaming, but she surprised me.

"I don't like it, but I trust you to know what's best. And I know that if you could you would keep me in my baby's life."

I knew it was going kill me to give her up. I leaned my heads against hers, and said the closest thing to I love you that I could.

"My world will be a deep bleak, black hole without you."

She kissed my lips lightly, "I don't wanna be without you either."

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"It's about time, I've been waiting over six hours for you. My biological clock will not wait for you."

Scarlet scolded as I walked through the door of the house I paid for her to live in. The woman was only twenty six, her biological clock could wait a few more years.

I walk over to the bar and pour myself a glass of Jack Daniels. I couldn't touch the woman if I wasn't drunk. I turned with my glass in my hand and saw that she had a glass of wine in her hand too. I chuckled to myself, our situation was a sad and pathetic one. I put the glass to my mouth, tipped back my head and downed the rest of my drink. I just wanted to get the business over and done with.

I put my glass down at the same time I felt her hand on my shoulder. I turned to a half drunk Scarlet. She reached on her tip toes and tried to kiss me but I pulled back. There wasn't any part of the agreement that said I had to kiss her.

She frowned and lashed out at me angrily. "You don't want to kiss me, but you can kiss that black whore?!"

I have never hit a woman in my life, but at the precise moment I was tempted to. Instead I got right up in her face and said in deadly calm voice.

"You shouldn't be throwing stones when you live in a glass house, scarlet. Your father turned you into a whore, he made you my whore. My plaything, I could do whatever I want with you and there'd be nothing you could do about it. But you see the thing is, I don't want you... I never did."

I kept moving closer, backing her up until her back was against the wall. She let out a small gasp when her back made contact and I continued.

"How sad you are, having to have sex with a man that despise you and everything that you stand for. You and your father think to trap me, but it will all blow up in your faces. If you do get pregnant, I will take care of your child, but make no mistake, I would want nothing to do with you or it."

Her eyes were filled with raw rage and tears. She snarled and raised her hand to slap me but I caught it. Her other hand came up and I caught that one too. In one swift moving, I spun her around and had her facing the wall. I leaned forward and spoke in her ears.

"I don't want to see your face when I do this."

I heard her whimpered and cried out, but I didn't care. I was just doing what her father forced me to do.