The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel opened his eyes slightly and glanced at his bodyguard.

“Babe, I did it on purpose. What are you gonna do about it?”

He kept the words to himself though. If he said it out loud, he knew Emmeline would probably throw him out on the highway.

They made their way up to the second floor, and the bodyguards helped Abel into Emmeline’s bedroom.

“He can’t stay here,” Emmeline said anxiously. “Put him in the guest room!”

The bodyguards hesitated.

“I always stay in the guest room at the Precipice,” Emmeline said with a frown. “Why should he get to stay with me?”

The bodyguard thought Emmeline had a point and turned to help Abel to the guest room.

But as he did, Abel reached out and twisted the bodyguard’s arm hard.

The bodyguard was taken aback, but then he realized that he had to listen to Abel, not Emmeline.

“Ms. Louise, Mr. Abel’s had too much to drink,” the bodyguard said. “You know his stomach can’t handle it. It’s better if he stays with you. You can take care of him.”

big bed and quickly

out, he made sure to lock

he nearly threw up. He had to endure the discomfort and lay there, sprawled out

seconds, realizing that

his tie. She then carefully positioned him on the bed and covered

so thirsty. I need

ass!” Emmeline snapped. “Remember when you kicked

thirsty, please,” Abel

finally caved and poured him a

closed his eyes and leaned into her, drinking the water slowly

as she put the glass down and tucked Abel

to get up, Abel suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled

love you, I really do…” Abel

drunken rambling, Abel couldn’t help but shed a tear as he

of sorrow in her

help but snuggle into Abel’s embrace,

felt a secret joy in his heart, holding her like this and

unclear how much time had passed, but Emmeline had fallen asleep in his arms, her warm breath gently blowing into his

looked at the little woman in his arms with a

delicate face, and his thumb stroked her soft