Claiming her babies

Nicholas POV

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It’s been three good weeks since Fiona and Anthony’s drama display in my house. Monica and I finally decided to get married in court.

I booked the full day in the court and we decided to use a small court in another city. We didn’t want anyone to know of the marriage because if they knew, they would ask questions.

I waited patiently at the door, waiting for her to show up. I kept looking at the watch on my hand as I saw seconds turning into minutes and minutes turning into hours.

“Hey, chill. She will be here soon” Anthony said, his hand patting my shoulders in comfort.

A few hours later, after what seemed like an eternity, a black car drove into the compound. My heart leaped for joy, pounding with excitement and relief. She stepped out looking breathtaking. Her knee-length cream-colored gown fitted her body perfectly, announcing the curves that she had gained since she put to bed.

Her black stiletto heels made little sounds as she walked towards me, exuding confidence and elegance. As she approached, my breath caught in my throat. Her hair was styled in loose waves, dropping on her shoulders and framing her beautiful face.

Her makeup was simple yet flawless announcing her natural beauty even more. Then her deep blue eyes were filled with a mixture of love, happiness, and a hint of nervousness.

“You’re staring too much bro” Anthony whispered, jolting me out of my daze and thoughts.

“You look incredible” I whispered in Monica’s ears, my voice thick with emotions.

Monica’s eyes sparkled with joy “Thank you. I’m glad you like it” she said, her cheeks raised as she gave me a full smile.

“I don’t like it. I love it just as I love you” I uttered as I took hold of her hand and placed a kiss on the back of her hand.

We stood there, lost in each other gaze before Anthony cleared his throat, bringing us back to the real world. “I think we have to go in now,” he said as we both walked behind him into the courtroom, hand in hand.

Soon it was time to exchange vows and we both exchanged vows, promising to live and support each other.

“I know this sounds absurd but I wished I had met you sooner. You light up my world and I want to spend the rest of my days with you. To love you, to hold you, and support you. I love you Monica Sterling” I said as she blinked rapidly trying to control the tears gathering in her eyes.

“Is there anything you would love to say to the groom?” the judge said to Monica.

“I love you more,” Monica said to me as she dragged me closer to herself and captured my lips in hers. I wasn’t expecting that to happen but I composed myself, leaned in, and kissed her back. A kiss filled with promise and love.

When we pulled away, Anthony was there clapping loudly and cheering as he grinned from ear to ear. “Congratulations man. I’m happy for you. Who wouldn’t have thought that my ice king of a friend would get married before me”

“Thank you for your congratulations and your unnecessary compliment,” I said, hugging Anthony.

We broke the hug and I held Monica’s hand as we both walked out of the courtroom. The sky was blue and the sun poured on us, blessing our union with her rays.

“Okay guys, I think this is where we go separate ways. See you later fellas” Anthony said as he took off his suit jacket and entered his car, zooming off.

“Why is he leaving on his own? I thought we were all going back home together” Monica asked.

“Well, we’re not going back home. I’ve paid for a room in one of the best hotels here and I’ve also instructed that some of our important stuff be brought over here” I said and Monica’s eyes widened in shock.

“What! Why are you just telling me now? Why didn’t you say these earlier? What about the kids?” She asked, all at once.

“Don’t worry about the kids, they’re at Aunt Ella’s.”

“I can’t be too far from them Nicholas. I need to feed them” Monica said, worry etched on their face.

“I already bought enough baby milk and other food for them so stop worrying,” I said, trying to calm her down as panic showed in her face.

“But you would have told me all about this first. Breast milk is still the best for babies” Monica grumbled and I knew she was worried about the babies.

“Just one week Monica. We are only spending one week here and we will be back. I just wanted to spend time with you alone. Time without any drama or babies coming between us. You’ve been so focused on the babies and you barely have time for me” I said, pouting my lips like a child and giving her puppy eyes.

“Fine” she agreed instantly, her voice laced with resignation. “But only one week,” she said, raising her index finger to emphasize the limit.

“Yes, just one week” I reassured. We got into the room to see everything already arranged and I was impressed. Earlier on, I instructed the maids that everything be arranged in the hotel room before we arrived and they did everything perfectly.

“Hey honey, help me with the corset of this dress,” Monica said, trying to loose the corset and I went behind her as I removed each rope that was used in the corset.

Seeing her bare skin, I couldn’t help but swallow a lump as I had a strong desire to feel her bare body with my hands.

I brushed the back of my fingers against her bare back and she shuddered. “It’s already four weeks since you delivered the twins and we haven’t had our own time” I whispered in her ears, my bulge already screaming to be let out.

“So this was the reason you wanted to come here right ?” She asked a small smile plastered on her lips as she ran her hands through my hair.

“No” I stammered “Yes,” I said then sighed in frustration “Can we just have a little fun, I promise it won’t be long” I begged and hoped she agreed.