My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 1–“Is it the woman who can give birth to my child?”

“Yes, Mr. Nicholas. She is the only one in the entire city of Brentwood whose genes are compatible with his.

In the dark, Tessa Reinhart was delirious, lying on the double bed. She grabbed and scratched at her fine clothing. She felt herself burn as she moaned:

—It’s so hot… I can’t stand it…

The door slammed shut and an imposing figure stepped up to the bed. Tessa tried to open her eyes to see the approaching person, but all she could make out of him were the blurry edges of what would otherwise have been a rather angular face.

She could feel the dominance that this person radiated, and as she got closer, the air around her became so thick that she could barely breathe.

The next moment, she felt a weight on her. The heat from her body seemed to melt away as the man’s stocky body molded to hers. Relieved and tempted by the inexplicable coolness that bathed her, she Tessa arched her back without fear, as if she wanted to shorten the distance between them even more, squirming impatiently as she murmured:

-I want more…

At that moment, Nicholas Sawyer’s gaze darkened, and a burning urgency coursed up his spine.

“Don’t move,” he whispered, his voice husky and seductive.

The Sawyers had very rare genetics, but rarer still were the women who could bear Nicholas’s children. And this howling woman below him turned out to be one of them.

close to any woman, much less had any kind of casual relationship. The only reason he was doing this was to fulfill

with such intense desire for this woman, whom he had

that moment, the lady in his arms completely ignored his orders as she squirmed and ran

beast as lust overcame

you asked for

unfamiliar sensation from her. The pain itself was so extreme that she, for a minute, snapped back to reality. Who is she? she wondered frantically.

to her stepmother’s house to claim the inheritance her mother had left her, and then drugging her. When she awoke, much later, she found herself confined to the strange

push cut through his

yelled plaintively, protesting against the rape, but the man showed no sign of stopping as he continued to

trickled down his masculine body, and between his low grunts and her tortured gasps, he continued to thrust into her, shifting position as he pleased as he

her like a tsunami. She threw her head back as she endured the euphoria, and

shoulder and Nicholas saw her birthmark, which was a shade darker than her pale skin and shaped like a delicate butterfly about to take

…

sweat had soaked the sheets as she clung to the guard rails on either side with

as she endured the pain that tore through her

 I can

through the sterile delivery room, heralding the birth

from now on, the boy has nothing to do with you!” The cold, impassive voice filled Tessa’s ears as she lay ashen-faced on the hospital cot, so weak

ran down her cheeks, against her

this man, whose identity she still did not know, Tessa found herself being watched at home. Shortly after,