Daddy ♡ --- Post Malone Smut, BDSM

A Very Bad Idea

Chapter Warning: Chapter contains possible trigger warning for some parts.

--- Ashe's Point of View ---

Alice started to get fussy and reach out at Austin as he walked away, I watched as he got into a new car, this was a Tesla, white in color as usual, and he left.

I gathered her to me and kissed her tiny

head and gently rocked her as I walked back to the house, when I got there, she had settled but I could tell that our daughter was quite upset with me for letting her Dad walk away.

"Hey my two beautiful ladies how was your walk?"

Connor smiling as came walking down the front steps, he looked so happy to see the two of us, reaching out he went to take Alice out of my arms, she hesitated for a moment then willingly went to him.

I knew my daughter was safe with him and I gave her up, he cradled her affectionately.

"How was the fresh air?"

If he knew that I had just interacted with Austin he didn't let on about it, I looked him over carefully, smiling the whole time - realizing that he had no clue what had happened thankfully.

"It was good, she's being a little bit fussy right now."

"I'll give her a bottle... you look a bit stressed, how about I watch her and you take a nap."

He wasn't overlooking that - I was stressed because of seeing Austin, but he was right, I was emotionally drained and therefore I felt more physically drained then I should have.

Nodding I went inside the house and he followed closely behind us, I hesitated as he put her in a bassinet in the kitchen and started preparing some food for her, singing softly to her.

With a happy sigh at seeing how entertained Alice was and happy Connor seemed to be, I went upstairs. I changed into some lounge pants and tank top, I also hid the phone that Austin had given me in my personal bag at the bottom.

I crawled on top of the bed and didn't even bother getting under the covers.

A sudden wave of exhaustion and emotion washed over me in waves as I buried my head in the pillow and started crying - sobbing and screaming into the pillow, my entire body was shaking so much that it was causing physical pain.

I wanted nothing more than Austin to come to me, and show his dominant side and take me away, and make me submit to him, make me feel safe and show me who is in control here.

I wanted my Austin back, I wanted all of him back.

But how could I forgive him for what he did with Harper, and how can I hand that he then expected me to raise the child along side our daughter?

I was so torn, but I knew for sure that I loved Austin, and seeing him as sick as he was, as thin and unhealthy as he looked - it broke me deeper than I let him know.

I lied awake and staired at the wall. I heard Connor come in and set a now sleeping Alice in the bassinet by the bed and lay down next to me.

"You miss him don't you."

"Yes."

"We have known each other for a long time now Ashe, there is something more isn't there... how about you be honest with me."

"It's going to sound stupid."

"Nothing you say to me will sound stupid."

Turning I faced him with a sad expression, he reached forward and gently took my tears.

"I...god. I'm mad that she gave him is first born son."

I braced myself for his laugh, a laugh that did not come, when I looked over I saw that he looked serious and understanding.

"Society makes people believe that men love their sons more than daughters, so I understand the sentiment - would you want to try for another child with him, maybe a son this time?"

"He has both now, I'm not sure I'd want to have another child with him."

There was no hiding the bitterness in my voice, he already had his prized son that he was so sure was his, and where it stands now, I didn't want another child with him at the moment.

"What about us trying to have a child again? I'd be happy with either a boy or a girl... not saying as a revenge child, but I have always wanted a child, you know that, maybe it would even things out, if he expects you to love and care for a son that isn't yours he should be willing to do the same."

I sat up and looked down at him incredulous.

"You're not serious are you? I mean, you can't be serious..." His expression told me that he was dead serious.