True Love
(Book 3) – Chapter 123

Maya doesn’t say anything when she sees the blond leaving with the nurse. But when they are alone, she turns around to throw herself into the arms of the blond who welcomes her gladly.

-I missed you! You shouldn’t have left Maya. You don’t know how hard I looked for you.

-I’m sorry. I had to, I couldn’t leave my friend alone with all this.

-But you should’ve looked for me, you should’ve spent all these months alone in that haggard flat.

The couple kept hugging while they talked… many times the brunette wanted to contact Adrien but out of loyalty to her friend she didn’t do it, and that some months they were very serious. But at the end of the day they always came out on top. But inwardly she was grateful that they had found each other.

-I wanted to look for you, but I was afraid. Your father is very cruel, and he said very ugly things to us. We only wanted them not to be disinherited because of us.

-We don’t give a damn about my father’s inheritance.

The blond says at last, looking her in the eyes… he cradles her cheeks in his hands and then plants a k**s on her lips.

-The truth is that you matter more than my father’s money.

-Adrien…

-I would like you to become my partner Maya, I want you to live with me.

-But what about your father?

-I don’t care about him anymore. I can live independently if I want to. She smiles. -So, what do you say?

-I’d love to live with you! The brunette answers happily, kissing him in the middle of the waiting room.

In the delivery room, Zoé was pushing insistently… the pain was wrenching for the brunette. Carrying two babies inside was not easy. And being alone in the room wasn’t easy either. She wondered where her friend was, and also if seeing Jean had just been a hallucination.

But it hadn’t been, as the Frenchman came into the room in hospital clothes. She only opened her eyes wide when she saw him standing next to her.

-What are you doing here? I said to her in between thrusts.

-They are my children, and you are my wife. This is my place.

-Wife? He asks with disdain.

-You’re still my wife, Zoe. He smiles at her.

The brunette couldn’t answer him because she was having another contraction, and after that she started to have her babies… the doctor urged her to push hard, while Jean was by her side encouraging her and comforting her in her pain.

-You can do it, come on. She said to her.

-It hurts. she screamed.

Until at last, after several pushes, the brunette heard the cry of her first son… the doctor held him when seconds later both parents heard the cry of the second son.

-They are boys! says the smiling doctor.

The nurses wrap the bodies of the children and bring them to their parents… Jean takes one baby in her arms while the mother holds another.

-They are perfect. Says the blond.

-They’re beautiful. Replies the mother.

-Jean… she calls out to the blond.

-I love you Zoé, I want you to remain my wife.

-But that woman, her baby… you… the young woman’s eyes watered.

-That baby is not mine. I tested her and confirmed my suspicions. I never signed our divorce papers, so legally we’re still married.

-We’ve been married all this time.

-Yes.

The nurses arrived again, taking the children and then taking Jean out of the delivery room. As soon as the blond came out the couple outside cornered them.

-How is she? Maya asked half pale.

-She’s had the twins, they’re strong and big. He smiles proudly.

-Ahhh! I’m so excited, I’m an aunt now! Says a happy Maya clapping her hands.

-Congratulations, man. Double congratulations. The brothers hug each other. -The old man will die for sure.

-Sure!

They burst out laughing, they knew that their father would have a heart attack when he found out that his son had had twins with his real wife.

After a while, they all went to the room where Zoé was waiting for them… more exhausted than ever, but when she saw her family coming in, she was glad she wasn’t alone in that room.

-I’m glad they’re coming, I was beginning to think they’d never get in.

-I’m not going anywhere. Well, if you let me stay by your side. Jean says to her.

-I’d like you to be by my side.

The Frenchman plants a k**s on his wife’s lips… then he smiles at her…

-I’ll take you home, my love.

Two months later…

Zoe returned to Jean’s flat, everything was as she had left it. Even her clothes were still in the wardrobe. Her husband had taken care to leave everything the same until her return. That comforted her, because she realized that he hadn’t taken any other woman with him in his absence.

Two months at home, life as a mother was proving hard with a pair of demanding twins… Aaron and Soren. They were identical to their father, blond with blue eyes. And just as fussy as the parent.

That Saturday morning, Maya and Adrien were at home helping them with the twins… when out of nowhere a knock on the door got everyone’s attention. They weren’t expecting anyone. So Zoé went to open the door. But in the end she didn’t know if doing so had been a good idea, because behind the door was the brothers’ father.

And from the look on his face she could tell that the boys had told him absolutely nothing about their arrival, let alone that of the twins. The old man’s frown deepened as he heard the children’s cries. Pushing the brunette aside.

-What is all this? he says in a deep voice.

-Father, what are you doing here?

-I haven’t seen my children for three months, how can you ask a stupid question like that?

-We’ve been busy.

-I can see that. What’s the meaning of all this? He says looking at the babies in each brother’s arms.

-Well, meet my children. Jean says. -My twins, the children Zoe gave me.

-What? shouts the old man to which the children start to cry.

-If you’re going to scream, you’d better leave, you’re disturbing my children.

-I demand an explanation.

-There’s not much to explain father. I never signed the papers, in fact I burned them months ago. And secondly, Zoé gave birth to my children. My real children and whether you like it or not they are your grandchildren.

The old man focused on the girl who stood behind her husband… then he looked at the twins, they were blond and looked like his son. He nodded and just turned around to leave the house.

-You will miss out on the growth of your grandchildren because of your bad temper. Recognise that you have made a mistake, father. The old man stops. -You’re not so young anymore Antonie.

-Go home, I’ll be waiting for you all. He replies, still turning his back on his family.

-We’ll be there, father. replies his eldest son.

Zoe smiles at her husband in victory, apparently the presence of the twins spoke to the old man’s heart. Or well a part of it. But something was something.

In the evening when the children were more than asleep. Zoe and her husband were finally able to touch the bed. They lay there looking at each other. Since they had returned home they had had no time for each other.

-I want you, love.

-And I want you.

Jean took her in his arms and immediately ripped off her clothes in seconds. He left his wife’s body under him, admiring the new curves that her pregnancy had left her.

-You’re beautiful, I don’t know how it’s taken me so long not to have you by my side.

-Nor do I love you.

-I’m planning to make love to you until that pair of tremendous ones wake up.

-Then hurry up because it shouldn’t take long. She smiles.

Jean imitates her, pulling down her panties in seconds… he spreads his wife’s legs and places his lips between them. Tasting the folds of her s*x, he heard his wife m**n as she arched her body towards him. The Frenchman took the opportunity to take hold of the brunette’s a*s, holding her tighter to him as he ate her p***y.

She was panting out of control, it had been too long since they had been together and finally when they did get to be together the contact had been electrifying. It didn’t take long for Zoe to cum in her husband’s mouth, and he didn’t miss the opportunity to suck the fluids from her s*x.

-Come here, Francesito. She says to him playfully.

He takes her hint and regretfully pulls out of his wife’s v****a to take hold of her labia. In seconds he was under his wife’s body, she took his p***s and brought it into her v****a cavity. Slowly he pushed it into her, moaning with pleasure. He clung to her buttocks as his wife rode him faster and faster.

-My love, let’s go faster. He said to her.

She nodded, speeding up the up and down… they were both wet so penetration was easy and pleasurable. As the brunette went up and down, her breasts did the same function, and Jean, seeing him in that back and forth, felt like grabbing them. They were large and manageable. So he carefully grabbed them, giving his wife more pleasure.

-Ahhh! F**k, slow down, love. she said.

A few seconds later, the brunette was orgasming again, but much better than before. Jean sat up hugging his wife while she was convulsing from the spasms which made him cum at that moment too.

-I love you Jean Pierre Dubois. She says.

-I love you Mrs. Dubois.

-After all… Not so madam… -Not so madam…

The brunette laughs softly and then k****s the lips of her husband whose eyes are shining with happiness.

Jean learned a great lesson… don’t judge a woman for being a lady of the night, because you never know what she can teach you. Maybe you’ll get one that will end up teaching you values.