Marlene

Our puppy's new name was Lady. She was a very smart dog but had to pee a lot. She'd scratch at Harry who would get up and take her out to use the bathroom. She woke him up more than Oliver did.

This morning was a very lazy morning for Oliver, Lady, and I. After Harry went to work, we all sat and watched I love Lucy on tv and ate some fruit.

Ollie didn't understand the jokes, but he seemed to really like Lucy and her crazy antics. "Mamma look!" He pointed to the window where the rain began to fall once again outside. The only reason I loved living in Washington.

"Yeah, babe look at the rain."

"Rain." He repeats clearly nodding his head and taking a bite of his kiwi. Harry loves kiwis, personally, I couldn't stand them. "Daddy come home?"

"Daddy's at work but it's lunchtime." I grabbed my phone and decided to FaceTime Harry. I waited a minute before he answered placing his phone on the desk.

"Hi, baby." He was chewing gum like he does when he's a bit stressed out.

I pulled Ollie on my lap and we smiled. "Say hi daddy." We waved. "We miss you." Oliver smiled waving at Harry and giggling.

"Princess, shouldn't you be working?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I finished all the calls and the emails, all I have to do is go in on Monday to take in order forms." He nodded. "We're just watching I love Lucy now." He smiled.

"Daddy Lucy!" Oliver jumped on my lap. He was a big boy now. I could cry at the thought of him growing to be Harry's height.

We talked for a bit and I forced him to get something to eat. I had forgotten to make lunch this morning since we woke up late.

The past few days had been a bit stressful, the court day for Oliver's adoption was coming up soon and the date for Emily and Addison's court dates had been pushed to July. It was already May and I was beginning to get irritated. The only good thing was that they were both in holding until their court day.

Harry and I were being called in to testify and all that. I was nervous to be asked questions but mostly because I never liked speaking in front of a lot of people. But like every presentation at work, I'd have to fake it until I made it.

Dinner time in this house consisted of me eating at a normal pace while Harry and Oliver both ate one noodle at a time. It was good with Ollie because he never made a mess.

"So how was your day?" I asked Harry as he took a sip of his juice.

"Good, busy. I got sad because I got yelled at by your uncle and needed a hug." I raised an eyebrow.

"Why did he yell at you?" I held his hand.

"Well someone from the floor made an error and since I'm the one who has to check everything it was technically my fault. Luckily I fixed it before anything happened so it was just pointless yelling." He shrugged looking like a puppy when he was sad. I pulled him in and kissed his cheek a few times.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there to give you a hug." He chuckled.

"Don't use your baby voice with me." I gasped. "That's the voice you use with Ollie when he gets sad."

"You're right, it's just you're my baby too." I kissed his cheek again.

He was quiet for a minute as he ate his spaghetti next to me. "I'm not your baby, I'm your daddy." He winked at me causing my insides to melt.

"Oh yeah?" he nodded. "I guess you'll have to prove that later then huh?" He nodded winking at me.

*

Of course later never came because we had a puppy and a child who suddenly had to cockblock Harry and me.

Oliver refused to go to bed, jumping up and down and screaming at the top of his lungs until I gave in first to go pick him up. Lady, well she just wants to be near Oliver at all times. "Oliver just because daddy doesn't work tomorrow doesn't mean you can be up an hour past bedtime." He snuggled into my arms knowing how much he can count on me to protect him.

I sighed because Harry looked upset and I knew I had to be a parent too. I stood up and looked at Ollie. "Baby it's time for bed okay, say goodnight daddy." He shook his head. "Well that's too bad, come on." I carried him back to his room and he kept screaming for Harry. He was a bit cranky from not taking his nap earlier, but the boy was fighting that sleep.

After another twenty minutes of holding him and rocking him, he finally fell asleep. I laid him down and sighed as he stayed asleep. Lady followed me all the way to the bedroom where she went and laid in her bed. "Good girl," I told her. I became irritated as Harry was already laying down with his eyes closed. I got in bed and snuggled up close. "Are you seriously asleep?"

"Just resting my eyes." He mumbled.

"Well I'm not sleepy, so I'm gonna bug you." He chuckled. "Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"A lot."

"Like a lot a lot or a lot?"

"A lot a lot." I nodded.

"Would you eat my booty?" He smirked.

"I already have." I rolled my eyes laying my head on his chest and pressed a couple of kisses over his heart. Slowly I moved down to his nipple and bit down on it causing him to hiss. "Marlene." He growled.

"Oh, the scary man didn't like that." He shook his head. "Sorry baby." I kissed his cheek.

"It's okay, just come here and go to sleep." He opens his arms and held me close. It was so soothing when he gently ran his hands up and down my back. I looked up at him and saw how prominent his jawline was in this angle. He was so hot and had no clue to how attractive I found him. Like every day was like the first time I saw him in that elevator and my jaw dropped at how attractive he was. "Stop staring at me." He mumbled.

"I can't help it you're sexy." He smirked shaking his head. "Can I tell you a secret?" he nodded. "I like you." I giggled.

"Are you high right now?" He finally opened his eyes again to stare at me.

I pouted. "No, I'm bored." He sighed. "You wanna do it?"

"I'm too tired." He yawned.

I rolled my eyes sitting up and turning the light on causing Harry's eyes to squint. "Old man," I started getting up to go over to where our tv was and began looking for something to read.

"Girl I am not old, get your ass back in this bed." He said sternly.

"Ooh, what are you gonna do, I'm so scared of the old man." I teased him knowing that we were both playing around. "I bet you can't even get it up anymore." I looked over and Harry had a playful glare on his face.

I found a book and walked back over to the bed where he stood right in front of me. He had a look on his face as if to tell me I was going to regret every word I had just said, in the best way.

Suddenly his hand was around my neck pulling me in to kiss me. I moaned at the perfect grip he had on me and could practically feel the love he had all at once.

His hands ran down over my chest, squeezing my breasts and then down my hips to my ass where he lifted me up and sat back on the bed. In an instant, my shirt was off and his lips wrapped around my left nipple flicking against my piercing I hadn't removed yet.

Harry's hand slipped into my shorts and right between my legs where he ran his fingers over my clit right away. "Oh look at that, the old man still has moved and can get his wife soaked." I didn't have words so I just nodded completely under his spell. "Cat got your tongue love?"

I didn't know what was wrong with me but I felt almost drunk as he laid me down on the bed. All I could think about was his fingers and his tongue and- god he was so good at this.

"Harry." I gasped as he pushed in two fingers into my entrance.

"This is what you wanted, daddy's fingers in you huh?" I nodded. "Acting like a brat so I give you what you want."

I fell back on the bed, my head moving to the side as I felt myself clenching around Harry's fingers. This dude was about to get me off like it was his job. "Harry!" I moaned out.

His other hand gripped at my chin and brought his lips to mine so he can stare into my eyes. "Look at me." I nodded knowing that in a few seconds I was about to explode.

But just like that, it was gone. "What?!" Harry pulled back and chuckled shaking his head. "No please! Baby?" He pulled off his pants and walked over to close the bedroom door. He was hard already and shaking his head at me.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you hanging. Turn around, face down ass up." His voice was so smooth and deep that without even thinking I did as he said. I stayed quiet as he walked behind me when I suddenly felt the sting of his hand on my ass.

"Oh!" I bit my lip trying not to be too loud.

"Fuck, if you could see how sexy you look right now, Marlene." I giggled.

I felt his grip on my hips and slowly I felt his cock push into me in one smooth motion. I closed my eyes and sighed letting my hands lay in front of me. I was on the verge of a full-blown crazy orgasm and instead of fucking me through it, Harry was teasing me. I felt myself letting go into a state of mind I get when I'm too....floaty, I guess. "Baby, I can't," I said against the mattress. "Please."

He began picking up the pace, pushing his cock deeper into me. "I told you I was gonna prove I was daddy later didn't I?" I nodded. "Answer me, baby."

"Yes!" I cried out as my whole body shook. I felt him pull my head back from my hair pulling me into his chest. His hand came up to my neck, his breathing hard by my ear.

"Cum for me." He whispered rubbing my clit faster. My vision went white for a second as I dug my nails into his hand and came.

Wow.

*

The next morning I woke up alone in bed and sore between my thighs. I sat up and practically sprinted to the bathroom to pee. I got into the shower and when I was out I decided to put on my bathrobe and go make a cup of coffee.

As I walked into the kitchen I could hear Harry on the phone. "...yeah I know, well I'm going to ask her?" He sighed. "I'm sure she won't mind mum," he whispered. "She's sleeping, worn out from a long night of dealing with Oliver." I rolled my eyes at his excuse. "She's a wonderful mum and I know one day dad will see that too."

I sighed catching his attention. He said goodbye and hung up after he finished talking. "Hi," I whispered.

"Hi princess, how are you feeling?" I shrugged. "Tired?"

"A little, what time is it?" I sat down and watched as he grabbed me a cup of coffee.

"Almost nine, I had to talk to my mum about the trial and she wants to be here for it." I nodded. He sighed looking down for a second. I could tell he had something on his mind. Usually, he wouldn't be up and dressed on a Saturday but he was.

"What's wrong?" He took a seat across from me and sighed.

"Emily's lawyer called me and said she wants to talk to me." I nodded slowly. "She wants to apologize and says she's willing to do anything to make this right." I stared at him for a minute.

"Well I think that's a bad idea, she knew what she was doing was wrong and even if she apologized, what good would that do?" I can feel the anger building up inside of me.

"I'm just going to hear what she has to say." And then it hit me, he had already agreed to this.

"Oh, so you didn't think to run it by me before you said yes?" I crossed my arms shaking my head. "After all the problems she's caused you, she still has you like this." I made a fist, standing up.

"Marlene she was crying and she says it wasn't her idea-"

"Harry! Are you serious right now!?" I stared at him like he was crazy. "You believe her!? You believe her lies after she kidnapped our son! After she put us through hell and caused me to have a miscarriage!" He stared at me for a while.

"You don't know how her mother is-"

"This is unbelievable!" I cut him off feeling tears begin to flood my eyes. I walked towards the bedroom and began to look for clothes to get dressed. He walked in and stared at me for a while as I put on pants and a shirt.

"I thought she was dead Marlene, I felt like I didn't have closure and this is what I wanted! I'm not there to get her back or tell her I care about her, I'm here to tell her that I hate her and that she almost destroyed my whole world because she's selfish." I had my back to him as he spoke.

"I don't want you to see her," I whispered.

He didn't say anything for a long time and if it wasn't for his eyes practically burning into my head, I thought he would have left. "That's not up to you Marlene, I have to go or I'll be late. Oliver's in his crib." I shook my head in anger as he walked out of the room. A few minutes later he was gone.

*

Harry

I knew I had messed up by leaving the house, but I had some words that I needed to say to Emily. This would most likely be my last chance before the trial to set things right.

I sat waiting as she and her lawyer came in with a guard. She sat down in front of me and she looked down. "Mr. Styles, nice to meet you." This time the lawyer was tall and much older than the last one. "I'm Fletcher Moore, Miss Peterson's attorney and we'll make this brief and easy. Miss Peterson is willing to plead guilty for your testimony against her mother."

My eyes widened. "Wait, what?" Emily looked down.

"I'll plead guilty if you go on the stand and tell them what she and my father did to me when I was growing up." Her voice was raspy as if she's been crying for days.

"Emily wants you to testify so we could use the insanity card and give her the medical and psychological attention she needs to solve this disease of addiction. If you testify to what you've seen her parents do and why she might have done this, she'll plead guilty and get a reduced sentence of eight years and her mother would get between twenty and twenty-five."

I stared at Emily who looked tired, and weak. "Can we talk for a minute alone?" The lawyer looked at her. She quickly nodded so he walked over to the door for a second. I didn't know what to say without blowing up on her so I took a deep breath. "You should have called me and told me her plan from the beginning, it would have made this whole situation a lot easier on everyone."

"I know." I shook my head quickly.

"No you don't fucking know, you don't know anything. I finally have the life I want and it keeps getting ruined by you and your fucked up family. All I want is Marlene and my son and the baby that was growing inside of my wife that because of your actions, because of you and your mother was taken all away. Marlene cried for you, she felt bad for you and you decide to steal my child. He's not yours-"

"I know he's not mine Harry!" The guard shushed her. She grabbed at her thin hair practically tugging it out from her roots. "I wrote those letter with the intention of killing myself, I was going to fucking do it and I wrote those letters and sent them your way and had the fucking gun to my head about to end my pathetic life and then my mum walked in and told me that she would get him back for me." She shook her head. "But I don't want him back, I want to be dead and stop being a burden." She scratched her arms aggressively. "I need help and I'm willing to go to jail because I know I deserve it okay, I'm sorry." And for once I think she truly meant it.

I stood up slowly and stared down at her. "I'll see you in court Emily." And with that, I left.

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-k