Too late? 🌼 Adrienette [✔️]

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It's was midnight, Manon was sound asleep in her crib and Marinette was laying on the hospital's bed waiting for Adrien to come. She had a craving for a Starbucks coffee and because Adrien couldn't resist her puppy dog eyes—he went to buy for her. The room was dark and silent, something very weird considering that new borns drink milk and cry every 10 seconds. However Manon was different, she did drank a lot milk, poor Marinette was already sore. But Manon didn't cry, she just meowed and purred like a kitty cat. It was sure a blessing although Marinette was worried that maybe Manon doesn't have the ability to talk since cats don't. For now, Marinette hoped for the best.

Marinette turned around to have a better view of her beloved daughter, her back now faced the door of the room. Because of it, she didn't notice nor hear the person with glowing blue eyes approaching her from behind. He softly lay next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him. Planting a kiss on the nape of her neck as shivers were sent up her spine. In bad way, she could feel it wasn't Adrien, those are arms were cold and harsh not careful and warm like Adrien's. "I have come to make a deal with you baby..."

"Or thread to be honest."

"What do you want Pryor?" Marinette asked fearing the answer as he pressed his arms hardly against her stomach. She winced in pain, her stomach was still in horrible pain. After all, she'd gave birth just a few hours ago.  

"Pryor you're hurting me!" She whimpered. Though he didn't answer.Pryor just soften his grip,"I'm sorry, I should be more careful right? I don't want to ruin my chances of a second child." He kissed her cheek.

Marinette froze up as his words kept repeating themselves in her mind. She tried to desperately free herself from his grip but she was too weak, she could barley walk. "You lost your mind if you think I'm having a second child with you," she assured.

"Oh, you will," he snuggled his face on her neck, placed his lips on her sensitive spot (he already knew her spot since they were married for 2 years) and gently sucked the skin.

Marinette pushed him away but he still left her a red mark, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU IMBECILE!"

"Fine." Pryor said as he stood up and walked towards the crib.

Marinette scattered on the bed " DON'T TOUCH HER!" and fell trying to reach her daughter, her whole body crouched against the floor. She bit her tongue to hold in the scream of agony. Marinette weakly rose her gaze upon the crib where her only daughter was. She saw Pryor playing happily with their daughter then Pryor met her gaze, he placed back Manon on the crib, he knelt down on front of Marinette's paralyzed body and grabbed her chin.

"If you don't become my wife again by the end of this winter, I'll take away your custody on Manon."

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Oh and the waiting time may be changed, like last time, that everyone vote( thank you so much by the way)  in other words lots of vote, chapter is updated earlier.

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~ Nicki