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Lily was very confused with why Roman stopped kissing her.
"Doesn't he find me attractive? Am I sweaty? Does my breath smell ok?" She kept asking herself as she was so puzzled as to why Roman stopped her.
However, Roman sat back down and kissed her softly, rubbing her cheek to smile at her.
"I..I don't think we should do it here. On the couch. I don't want to have sex with you in that way."
"W-What do you mean?" She asked curiously, subconsciously biting her lip.
"What I mean is, you deserve a little bit better than what we are doing right now. Last time I checked, we're not a couple of teenagers. You deserve better than that, more than us just having sex, especially on the couch none the less."
"I find no problem with your couch. I just want you." She smiled, crooking a finger over to him.
Roman chuckled, sitting over with her. "I know babygirl. But what I mean is, I guess not too sound all fluffy or anything but someplace romantic and special."
Lily smiled, knowing that Roman was very respectful towards her needs. He did have a point though: As hot as it was making out on the couch, she didn't want to do it in that way. If she wanted to lose her virginity to him, she really wanted it to be special.
"Thank you..for explaining that to me..for a second there, I thought that-" Lily stopped herself before she continued.
"Before you thought what?" He asked.
"Well..I thought you didn't find me so attractive. I mean, I'm not exactly busty and all and I'm not a stick figure -"
"Woman, you have seriously lost your mind." He shook his head, taking her hands in his before placing a kiss on it. "I don't want any other woman, especially if she is a stick figure. I like everything about you and so much more. When you told me that you were a virgin, I was a little shocked, but it doesn't change the fact that I still find you attractive and that I want you. I want to make love to you and it's killing the hell out of me. But I want to do it the right way."
"And hearing that makes me realize even more that I've made the right choice. That I want you and only you. Even though Victoria has tried to come between us before-"
"Let's not even put her in our thoughts. What's going on right now is me and you. And that's it. Understood?"
"Understood." She smiled as she was pulled up and she gently wrapped her arms around his neck, on her tiptoes as she kissed him sweetly, sighing with reassurance. He did find her attractive. He wanted her as much as she wanted him, but he also didn't want to fuck her on the couch as if she was some whore he picked up from the bar.
"So..what should we do? How do we plan.." Lily kind of faded off, not sure of what to say, looking down. Roman titled her head up, holding it by his index finger.
"How about..tomorrow night? I want you to come by the house at 7:00 and dressed and then I'll take it from there." He told her. "In the meantime, you should go home and get some rest." He kissed her forehead, leaving her with questions.
"Wait, but I-" Roman cut her off immediately.
"Are you talking back to me?" he questioned, his eyes giving her a look that she knew she shouldn't even try to question or be puzzled by. The look in his eyes meant some business.
"No, No I'm not." Lily held her hands up in defeat.
"Now do what I said and go get some sleep. We have a special day tomorrow night and I want my girl to be fully rested for the time." He smirked.
His smirk, his eyes, his authoritative attitude and hell everything about him made her ovaries want to melt inside of her. She grabbed her purse and then she headed home, her body tingling with excitement and her heart was floating with butterflies and the possibilities of tomorrow night. She wondered what did he have planned for her? All he said was to meet at his house. She knew that he was not to be questioned and all she had to do from that point on was trust him.
The next morning, Kitana was at work but she had a lunch break. Dean only had a few hours at the workplace before he had to go on break. The tension between the two of them was killing them as they were treating each other like enemies, not talking or saying a word and everyone noticed that. She believed it was because Sean and Amanda had convinced her to move back into her regular home and she took their side, causing further dissension within Dean and Kitana's relationship. But Kitana knew she had to do what was right for the sake of her child and that was to get herself together and fix up her house, even if she wasn't staying with Dean as much.
So she had gotten it cleaned up with Amanda that day, making sure everything was straightened out and the graffiti was washed away. And during that hour, they had strangely even bonded a little bit as well.
But anyway, She was however, not at lunch but at her doctor's appointment. She had earlier gotten an ultrasound. It was soon confirmed that she was indeed a month pregnant. She rubbed her baby bump, smiling as Dr. Hilton came back out with some pre-natal vitamins.
"Here you go, Ms. Winters." Dr. Hilton smiled politely. "Just take these twice a day and if you are still feeling sick, just come back and schedule for another appointment."
"Well, I'm hoping that he won't be too much of a pain in my side." She giggled, hoping for a little boy.
"Well, we shall see if you do get a boy or a girl, Ms. Winters." She smiled.
Kitana stripped out of her hospital gown and back into her regular clothing when she had gotten a phone call from her brother Sean.
"Hey Sean, what's up?"
"Yeah, what is it?" She asked.
"I know who destroyed your house.." He said carefully.
"Ok..who?" She shook in fear and in anger, her nerves were on the edge.
"It was Dad. He was the one who did it."
Kitana didn't know what to say, but more so what she wanted to do. She held the phone angrily as Sean kept yelling "Hello, Hello" so many times.
She held onto her belly and then she hung up, her anger rising inside of her, making her want to burn the hospital down. She decided to call the house phone and it wasn't until Ms. Liana, the maid answered the phone.
"Hello Ms. Liana. It's Kitana. Where are my parents? I've tried to call their cell but its been to no avail."
"Oh well they are at a charity event right now. They will be there for the next two hours and then soon they will be home for the evening, as they are suppose to have a special dinner party with some friends. Me and the chefs are suppose to be cooking the meals in the next 30 minutes soon as it won't start until 7pm but unfortunately, you know how that can be sometimes."
"Yes I do. Thank you Ms. Liana."
She hung up the phone and then Kitana grabbed her purse as she headed outside to her car, hell bent on revenge, answers and much more.
It was later that night and Michael and Amanda were having one of their dinner parties, the guests dressed in expensive suits and expensive dresses, champagne was passed around and Michael, Amanda, and Sean were all dressed for the occasion.
The classical music was playing as Michael and Amanda were all talking with the guests while Sean talked with his college buddies.
It wasn't before long until Michael and Amanda heard a disruption going on and then they saw Kitana and Dean Ambrose walking by. Amanda stepped in front of Michael and stopped her.
"And what the hell do you think you are doing here? Last time I checked, you were not invited and it was for that reason." She pointed to Dean Ambrose. "So you need to leave."
So much for the bonding they had back at the house. Typical Amanda, known to switch up when needed, especially in front of her rich snooty friends.
"I'll get out when I get my so called father is arrested for breaking into my damn house!" She snarled at him.
Michael glared at her suddenly, his eyes intense. "I didn't break into your pathetic house. Why don't you ask that piece of shit boyfriend of yours if he did it?"
"If anyone is the piece of shit, its you and that white haired witch that I've been stuck in the family with and ever since then I've been treated like the black sheep."
Amanda rolled her eyes. "Oh lord, stop being so damn dramatic and you are embarrassing me and yourself in front of the guests, now if you'll excuse me, you and Ambrose can leave now, as we have other things to attend too unlike you, who will probably go home, eat junk food and waste away."
"That's all her life is anyway, a waste." Her father commented, shooing her off. "It always has been ever since we've adopted her."
"Oh really? I'm a waste. I'll show you who the waste is!"
She grabbed a plate of food and smashed it in his face. Dean couldn't help but laugh as he dumped some on him as well.
"You bitch!" He snarled and he grabbed a plate of cake to throw at her but instead he threw it in Amanda's face, to which shrieked in horror. People were looking around, gasping in embarrassment.
"That is enough!" She grabbed a plate of food and smashed it on Kitana's dress and then to that point, all of them were throwing food at each other, to where Michael and Kitana were furiously arguing and calling each other every foul name.
"You fucking asshole! You destroyed my house, I hate you!" She screamed at him and then Sean went over to break it up as soon as he saw the commotion. Dean soon then punched Sean to the floor to which another few guests went to break them up.
"Go on Dad." She said snidely and filled with sarcasm. "Why don't you tell your little snotty friends that you were the one to destroy my house? That you were the one to mess up my home!"
"Maybe you destroyed your own home, I don't know, Kitana. But what I do know is that you will NOT embarrass me or your mother and everyone else here any longer. You are officially disowned. Now get the hell out or we will call the police on you and that lunatic!" He screamed at her.
Kitana was breathing hard, her anger rising. She grabbed one more slice of cake and smashed it in his face one more time before dumping champagne on him.
"I don't need this family. But I will see to it that you will pay for what you did. You can guarantee that, Michael: You sperm donor fuck up." She said with as much venom in her voice, her words clear, cut and vicious.
She huffed as she grabbed her purse, pushing people out the way as Dean followed her outside, heading home, but not before he glared at Michael.
...
As the party was over, Sean went home and Amanda and Michael had gotten cleaned up from the mess that broke out during the party because of Dean and Kitana. The maid and butler were cleaning the mess downstairs.
Amanda came out the bathroom, drying her wet hair as she was in a robe and Michael was in fresh clothes.
"Did you go over to her house and destroy it?" Amanda asked.
Michael sighed. "Look, I may have told a few friends of mine to make it look like a break in but as for everything else, I don't know of."
Amanda snarled. "Ugh, why didn't you tell me and why did you do it? She is going to call the police and ruin everything else."
"No she will not. She is all bluff and you know it. It's Dean Ambrose, that's the problem."
Amanda dried her hair, seeing as it was still wet from the shower. Michael went over and kissed his wife.
"Listen, Kitana won't be a problem for us, I promise you that. Just relax and breathe, ok? We're in this together: You, Me and Sean. Olivia is gone unfortunately, but we still have each other."
After much convincing, Amanda smiled and kissed Michael as they made out for a few minutes. Everything would work out for everyone.
"I trust you and I hope you can trust me." Michael soothed her.
"I do trust you. I'm just worried about my baby boy Sean." She clutched her chest in a dramatic way. Michael shook his head and kissed her again.
"We have nothing to worry about. Kitana and Dean are going to pay for what they have done. But in the meantime, You just need some rest."
"Yeah, I believe I do. We have so much to do tomorrow." She laid her head down as the senses from the hot shower started to soothe her down into a comfortable slumber.
LATER THAT NIGHT: MIDNIGHT
Kitana and Dean were in the park late at night, the moon shining brightly. Kitana and Dean were enjoying the peace and quiet, relaxing for the evening when someone came up to them. Kitana knew exactly who it was as they both stood up, Dean wrapping a protective arm around her waist.
"Kitana..Dean.."
"Michael.."
As Kitana and Michael stood face to face, silent for a few moments, it wasn't long until he brought her into a hug, holding her tightly and kissing her forehead and smiled at her. He looked dean right in the eyes as he shook Dean's hand.
"I think that went perfectly well." She smiled.
"I believe it did. Amanda and Sean believe that you and I hate each other and they are gaining more into my trust, especially Amanda. She will be so distracted with you and trying to get rid of you and Dean, her and Sean won't even see it coming."
"It's only a matter of time now." Dean smirked.
"Exactly. I have it all right here." He gave them both the envelope as Dean took it and opened it. As they read the documents carefully, making sure it was accurate they both smiled and closed it back up.
"I just hope that I wasn't too cruel with-"
"No it went perfectly. That's the whole point." She assured him.
He nodded. "That bitch..I knew she was cheating on me this whole time but then..when you showed me the photos I just.." He looked at Dean but he put his hand up.
"It was going to come out one way or the other. I'm just. I'm sorry man.." He shook his head.
"Well, we can't worry about that now. We have two targets to focus on: And that's Sean and Amanda."
"In this case, as you've always said Kitana: You can either adapt..or perish."
"And soon: Amanda and Sean..will perish." Kitana grinned.
"I'll be in touch." Michael said as he walked the opposite way, leaving Dean and Kitana to their thoughts.
"Everything for the family." She kissed his lips.
"Everything for our family.." He kissed her softly, rubbing his hands up her belly, his unborn seed growing. "Everything for you, me and our baby."
"I love you." He also told her.
"I love you too." Kitana took his hand. "We can't waste anymore time. We have work to do now."
They both left the park, in their quest for revenge.