So, here is the next chapter! I have recieved a review saying that Rose should stop called Dimitri 'Dimka' because that's what Crazy Tasha called him. I want to know what the rest of you think before I stop writing it completely.

Oh, Talkygirl. I need your help with another title. Any will do. PLEASE! I hate not having a title. Thanks.

Rose's POV.

As soon as Lissa had left Adrian's line of vision, he grabbed me with a force I didn't even know he had. I tried fighting against him, I really did. He just gripped my wrist harder. His grip was so tight, I could feel my circulation being cut off.

"Let me go, you demented fuck!" I yelled. He just smiled and kept leading me to where ever he was going. I was not going to give up, though. I twisted my arm quickly and it came out of his tight hold. With a happy cry, I hitched up my dress and started running. He started running after me, but all those years of drinking and smoking quickly caught up with him. I looked back and saw him doubled over, puffed out.

"Rose! Baby, you can run, but you can't hide!" he yelled after me, then started panting again. If knew a cliché when I heard one, that was it. I ran a few more blocks and stopped a catch me breath at a corner. As my breathing slowed and my heart rate returned to normal a thought hit me. My car was parked a couple of blocks from where I'm standing. Looking around the corner, I made sure no one was around before heading to my Holden.

"No, you don't." My heart started pounding as the sound of that voice hit my ears. I slowly looked up to see him standing there. I guess the increasing light didn't help. He stepped forward me and grabbed both of my arms with a speed I also didn't know he had. He placed me into a headlock so I couldn't get loose again. I growled.

"Let me go!"

"You love me Rose, I know you do. So now we're going to have a lovely dinner. "

"No. Let me go. Now!" I said through gritted teeth.

"Why would I want to let you out of my life? You are going to be the mother of my children someday." I was seriously getting a headache by the way he was carrying on.

"I am not going to have your kids. The only person I am going to even have sex with for the rest of my life is Dimitri!" I exclaimed. I didn't tell him about the twins because I had no idea what he was going to do and by the way he is acting, he hasn't noticed my bulging stomach yet. The sex information seemed to really piss him off.

"There you go mentioning that jerk again! As long as I am around, you are not going to see or hear from him again." Oh, my God. He has seriously lost his mind! I can't believe this shit. Adrian tightened his grip on my arms.

"Don't you dare think anything like that again," he growled. What in God's fucking name? So now he could hear what I was thinking? Oh, my day keeps getting worse. Why me, God?

"Don't say that, my one and only," he said as we walked into one of Courts guest houses. I didn't say it though. Adrian let me go and locked the only door leading outside. He smiled weirdly at me as he put the key into his pocket.

"Sit down. I have made us dinner." I didn't want to sit down. My babies were much easier to spot while I was sitting down. I just stood there.

"Sit the fuck down!" he thundered. I flinched but sat. He smiled and walking into the kitchen. I sighed a breath of relief. He hasn't noticed my babies yet. He hummed as he walked back out. I quickly placed my arm in front of my belly. I was petrified of what he might say or do when I saw them. He put the two plates he was carrying into the coffee table and walked back into the kitchen. I started rubbing my stomach.

"Sorry about this, babies. I tried to run," I mumbled very softly. I was still rubbing my belly when I heard glass breaking. My head shot up. Adrian had dropped the two champagne glasses he'd been holding.

"You're pregnant!" he roared. I tried to act calm.

"Duh. Have been for months." I had to breathe but it only came in in short little pants. I was so worried because I didn't know what he might do.

"That fucking bastard has been inside you!" he exclaimed.

"That's the way it works," I panted, trying so hard to calm down. He hadn't gotten any closer, so I considered that as a miracle.

"God, how could you let him do that?" he asked, taking a step closer.

"I love him! Why wouldn't I let him? Face it. I am having Dimitri's babies!" I yelled. I was seriously getting over his behavior.

"Babies?" he blinked. Oh. Shit. I can't believe I just told him that.

"Believe it, asshole."

There it was. R&&R! Oh, and don't forget to tell me what you think about the 'Dimka' thing!