"Mommy?" I breathed, my arms tentatively wrapping around the small boy. He pulled back and looked at me, his forehead crinkling as he frowned.
"You still don't remember me, huh?" He asked, his bottom lip jutting out a little. I felt a tug on my heart at the sadness in his voice and my eyes took in his features, trying to comprehend what was happening.
"I'm sorry, I-"
"It's okay if you don't. Daddy said he will give you your memories back soon." He squinted his eyes. "But 'soon' seems like a long time." He said quietly, stepping away from me. I watched him climb back on his bed, standing on it.
"Who's your father?" I wondered, standing up.
"The king." He answered and started jumping in the bed, squeaking noises coming from it as he did. "And you're the queen. You know what that makes me?" He asked, his eyes gleaming.
"A prince!" He answered excitedly, jumping off his bed and running towards me again. I had to look all the way down to see him and he started bouncing on his heels. "Which means when you and daddy get old, I'll be king. And I'll have my queen and then we'll have more princes, maybe even princesses and then-"
"Wait, wait, wait. How old are you?" I asked, crouching down to be on his eye level.
"I'm four." He held up three fingers and and I bit back a chuckle when he looked at his fingers, frowning. "Wait." He raised one more finger and then nodded, satisfied that he got it right. "You don't remember my name either, do you?"
"No, I don't. I'm-"
"Good!" He interrupted me, clapping his hands together. "Now, I can finally say the speech you taught me." Taking a step back, he put his small arms behind his back, puffing out his chest. He took a deep breath before speaking. "I am Alesandro Minorelli, son of Alice and Eliezer Minorelli, grandson of-"
"Alesandro!" He stopped when he heard his name being called and his eyes widened, looking at me.
"It's grandma!" He whispered fiercely. "You're not supposed to know I'm here. You have to hide." His tiny hands pushed against my chest, trying to move me, but I wouldn't budge. "Mommy, come on!"
"Alesandro, why is your door op-" my mom stepped into the room and she froze when she saw me. "Oh no."
"Hi, grandma." Alesandro grinned at my mom and I watched her shocked face melt into one of adoration.
"Hello, pumpkin." She bent down and kissed the top of his head and I stood up straight, waiting for her to do the same. She seemed nervous when she looked at me and I nodded my head towards the door. "I'm going to speak to your mother for a second, okay?"
"Okay." Alesandro shrugged his shoulders and flashed me a smile before turning to pick up a toy. I exited the room and my mom followed until we reached the dining room.
"Any other life changing thing I should know? Am I actually from Mars and not Earth?" I joked.
"You're married?" It came out more like a question than a statement.
"Oh, really?" I asked sarcastically. "I never would've guessed, especially with everyone calling me Alice Minorelli, instead of Simmons."
"Alice, I am so sorry. We had no choice. Eliezer told us to keep him until you get your memories back and-" I held up my hand and sat down.
"Mom, chill. It's okay. I know you can't disobey your....king." I said, scrunching my nose at how that sounded. My mom breathed a sigh of relief and sat down across from me, reaching over to grab my hands.
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The Dom Inside MeParanormal
(Book 1) "You wanna know how I know you're not sorry?" he whispered. "How?" I asked quietly. In a flash, he pulled me against him and drove his fingers inside me, eliciting a loud gasp from my lips. "Because when you came, you looked straight in my...