~1 year six months and four thousand pancakes later

~Ryan's P.O.V~

I stared at him for a really long time, my sadistic expression never fading. Hands clasped, elbows to my desk and watched as beads of sweat formed on his forehead, dripping down every crevice like rain.

I watched the terror in his eyes, it'd never go away and for some reason I loved it. His pinstrip suit is neat so I'll give him that.

This interview is going well if anything. 

I think that by the time I'm done, Angel will still be asleep giving me enough time to make her precious pancakes. My woman gets mad when she doesn't have her pancakes.

Last time I nearly lost a finger.

He was a small man, his hair was falling out in fistfulls even though he claims to be thirty five. I could never relate to hair loss, I had an amazing hairline, strong scalp and let's face it; my hair is just that gorgeous.

"So Peter. You say that you're good in finances?"I ask waiting patiently for an answer.

He nodded which irritated me so I slammed my hand on my desk frightening him.

"You talk to me when I ask you to!"I yelled making sure he was shooketh.

He looked shooketh. With me being all powerful and all, he otta be shooketh.

"I'm sorry sir. Yes! Yes I specialize in finance." He stammers an awful lot, perhaps that's because of the gun on the table that's facing him.

Maybe.

He doesn't exactly require training, he'll just need an awful amount of surveillance. I mean seriously, he's going to be somewhat managing everybody's money.

We have a whole team for that obviously but he, he looks like he's going to crack at any moment. Which is why I can't trust him. I can't trust anybody.

But he looked awfully trust worthy, as if he really had nothing to do with his life.

I leaned back into my chair groaning because of the stretch that came with it.

"Alright. You're hired."I conclude.

He smiles nervously, "Thank you! Thank you sir!"

"Remember that I'm the boss here."

"Yes sir!" he says enthusiastically.

I roll my eyes fixing my glare on him, but just as I'm about to let him go...

"RYAN DIABLO FRANCIS J WALKER!!!"

I gulped terrified of her. Her voice was a little muffled but she clearly sounds pissed.

What the fuck? I thought that the hallways were soundproofed.

"Sir who was that?"

I completely ignored him.

"YOU PIECE OF COSMIC UNIVERSAL SHIT!!"She continues her voice getting louder.

Shit, is it too late to go hide?

Ah fuck, the last time I tried to hide she literally sniffed me out. I tried to hide in the air vents that time but she could smell me so long story short I was pulled by the legs like in some kind of horror movie.

The woman beat my ass up with a wooden spoon.

The door burst open nearly coming off at the hinges, a piece of the ceiling fell.

We both turned to her and she was fuming, her breathing was harsh and loud her chest rising and falling.

I stood up ready to go hug her or something smiling pretending as if I didn't just piss my pants.

"Angel my love."I started walking to her slowly.

"Don't fucking  Angel my love me you piece of shit!"

Her words were spat at me like acid through her gorgeous teeth.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY PANCAKES?!" She demanded, I flinched at her tone.

Shit's going down today.

"You were sleeping and I..I had an interview and...I"I stammered.

Jeez, I've never stammered before.

"Oh so your interview is more important than your wife?!" She demanded.

My eyes widened and I started panicking, "No! No my love, you...y...you're more important."

"Ryan I thought I've made it clear by now. Every morning I want to smell the sweet aroma of pancakes with blueberry syrup and what not."She says pinching the bridge of her nose and touching her back.

Her gorgeous belly looked more swollen in her nightgown. 

"I'll...I'll go make them for you baby."

She pulled out her favorite dagger and pointed it at me.

"If you don't, I will cut you so deep that you'll have a vagina. Do you hear me?"She threatened inching closer.

I nodded sweat forming my body burning.

"Put down the knife baby."I say slowly.

She came so close that the knife was touching my stomach threateningly.

She tilts her head an eyebrow raised, "Oh so now you're telling me what to do?"

I shake my head vigorously anything to make her happy. Or at least for her not to castrate me.

"No. I would never."I answer but she still looks unhappy.

She presses the knife against my neck and I hiss at the painful cut that's deepening. She never looks away from me her big brown eyes boring into my soul.

"You don't own me Ryan, don't you ever forget that."She says calmly.

My pulse was still racing and I swear to God, I fucking pissed myself.

"I don't."I answer her and she returns with her smile patting me on the head with the blade.

I watch it uneasy still sweating from the tension.

I still want her though. God she's hot.

"Okay. Let's go."She says finally, grabbing my hand and dragging me off to the kitchen.

The trip was bumpy but we made it I guess, well...I tripped a lot because the woman is frantic.

She slowly sat on one of the bar stools watching her belly. I made sure she was comfortable before I started mixing the dough.

                      ~sometime later~

"Hurryyy."She whines, which makes me work even faster.

I can feel her eyes on me, burning through me like a hot knife to butter.

"Alright honey."I coo and quickly start to make the syrup.

"I want whipped cream and ice cream on top!"She demands as I make my last rounds around the kitchen.

I am really trying to stay alive at this point, her cravings barely last fifteen minutes so this will be in vain if I'm not fast enough.

"And bacon on the cream!"She adds nearly screaming.

Shit, I was working too quickly.

I poured the syrup neatly rushing through the walk in freezer to get the ice cream.

I scoop out the vanilla flavored one and make sure the syrup is sitting properly.

As soon as it's done I walk to her quickly and see her shining eyes. She out stretches her hands beckoning; "Gimme."She says adorably.

She digs in hungrily her mouth already stuffed, she moans in pleasure smiling.

"Ryebear you're amazing."

I smile happily facing her I sit down. I enjoy watching her eat it's her happy place.

"Don't you want some?"she asks her eyes gleaming.

I pick up a fork and just feed her myself, "No love. You should enjoy."

She visibly swoons, "I love how you treat me."

I watch her curls bounce happily and damn I just want her so much.

I scooch closer to her spreading her legs so I can lift her to straddle me.

"Nooooo."She says in tiny still clinging to her fork trying to catch the piece of bacon hanging of it.

She's just always so adorable it makes me feel so lucky to have her.

I cup her face and see that she's still chewing looking up at me with her big doe eyes.

"What?"She asks.

I sigh, she's still so oblivious.

"I love you so much."I admit looking deep into them.

She blushes and smirks, "Even when my belly is big and round? I look like I ate a kilo of rice."She says gesturing to her stomach.

I roll my eyes shaking my head, "I love you even more."I admit.

She's  just so clueless of my love sometimes but I could never love her any less.

I touch her belly rubbing it lovingly.

"What are you doing? Waiting for a genie to pop out?"

I laugh wholeheartedly at that.

"No. Of course not. That's our baby in there." I say dreamily.

I brace her back because her belly's getting in the way a little but I don't mind. It's my family and I'm holding onto them and I'll keep holding on.

"I can't believe that we made a person."She says wide-eyed.

My goodness. Is she always going to be this funny?

"We did baby."I say touching my forehead to hers.

"I love you."She says.

"I love you more."I reply and I really truly meant it.

I'll never ever take her for granted.

                                        ~later~

I carried her to bed and set her down.

She's super tired which is perfectly understandable especially after breakfast.

I lie next to her and hold my family close.

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