Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 102

The cold hard feeling in my chest spreads around my body, the strong nausea is even worse when I just can't stop staring at the parts of Chris that is splattered all over the floor when I turn away fast, throwing up exactly nothing but fluids and hurls even more when Jonah just holds me, not even letting me go when the guards drags away the body unto some plastic I hadn't seen before like this was just some f*****g carpet when it wasn't! he was a living human being just a minute ago!

"Get rid of it." He hands the weapon over to one of the goons that just nods when he takes it, leaving me f*****g speechless, what kind of a monster was I f*****g in love with!?

"Let's go." He pulls me along, leaving the body of Chris that I'm still staring at with my head turned away from him. I don't want to look at him anymore, I can't. I just f*****g can't!

He takes us to one of the many bathroom I sure exist here, but this one is smaller and there is a plastic bag already open in a container when he just start to undress, not even explaining what he is doing when I see the vomit on his hoodie that is from me and I feel even worse when he is naked and this time, he doesn't tell me anything, just start to unzip the same black training outfit that I just got. the black one and I let him. What's the use? he was a killer, f*****g dangerous.

Our eyes meet when he makes me lift my arms up and pulls of the t-shirt, seeing my naked top and just staring at my tits just like he always did when he could.

"Nice tits." He makes a small smirk like any of this is normal when I just stare back at him. I had no idea how he could be so fucking calm right now; he really thinks that he did the right f*****g thing didn't he??

"Thanks...." I just look down at the tile and hold my arms over myself, not even aware that I'm covering up when he pulls my arms back, holding them gently in his hands, like he finally isn't the cold-blooded murderer I saw execute a man just ten minutes ago. "He had it coming Andrea, that was the second time he hurt you... and I was not going to wait for round three... I told you... I love you.... So much..." his fingers slowly caressing my skin, making me feel the slightest tingle before I turn my head away again, it didn't matter. Nothing did anymore.

"I guess so..." I don't know what to feel, sure. I hated Chris. I mean really hated him for what he did, he fucking raped me but ... fuck he was dead, and nothing felt better... not like it seemed to do to Jonah when he kisses my forehead and start to drag my pants down, fast and effective, just like he did the first time I ever f****d him. That felt like a lifetime ago right now.

The showerhead goes on when he just puts our clothes into the black plastic bag and I make a hiss when the hot water touches my skin, but I don't care, I like the pain. Like it reminds me that I'm still alive, still here and not f*****g dead like I am on the inside. I just stand there feeling Jonah's hands all over me, washing me gently and making me smell like vanilla, that was my favourite scent, I blink. He always knew the things I liked and didn't, but he couldn't see that I was different, or he didn't want to see it. "Andrea.... Shit.... Fuck...." I don't answer when he stopped over my lower abdomen. I don't move when he hold his hands there like he just is waiting on something I don't understand.

"Babe, are you fucking pregnant?" he says it surprised and I frown, no I wasn't? he moves his hands some more, the soap making my skin even more slippery when his fingertips are over my skin now, just circulating around making me tingle when I don't want to feel that. I don't want anything from him right now.

"I just felt something, and I know your body... even if its skinny, something fucking bumped me and it sure wasn't my dick that's hard for you." He smirks and I feel it still frowning, no I wasn't pregnant? Was I?

"There! You fucking felt that didn't you!?" He laughed now when I did feel it this time, but I just thought that I was hungry or something like that when he pulled me closer, our bodies close and held me like this was the best thing to ever happen and I didn't understand anything, he told me so many times he didn't want a kid and now he was looking like he was so f*****g happy that I was knocked up, that I still didn't believe I was.

"I... I don't know.... I don't know...." He just hugged me closer like he was rocking me, his head on my shoulder when I stared into the wall, he was happy. Shit.

"Okay.... Let's get a test then or a fucking doctor or I don't know...but I'm telling you Andrea, I f****d you enough times to know every part of that beautiful body of yours. Plus, your tits are huge since I saw them last time and I'm not complaining about that part..." he was stroking his hands over my abdomen and working his way over my breasts, stopping at my nipples that made me tremble without being able to help it.

"look at you... so fucking beautiful and all mine, right baby, you are all mine aren't you?" he was whispering it when I made a small moan, hating that I did it and just closed my eyes feeling his fingertips circled my hard studs that made his dick harder against my lower back, like it was just waiting to get inside me in the hot water that was rushing over us like it was cleaning me from all the fucking dirt that was on me, Chris.... Jonah killing him.... I exhaled again when his hand was going down over my stomach like he did that on purpose, stopping and smirking when I felt something this time, a small surge, a flutter...something...oh fuck... he was probably right...why didn't that make me happy? I always wanted a baby, long before I met him and now.... I just couldn't understand how the fuck him and me where suppose to have a kid, we were not the best couple.

"We are going to get fucking married; you hear me? I love you and ... Andrea... I can't let you have my kid without us being married... it just doesn't work that way babe...." He kissed my shoulder and neck, just kept whispering when I didn't say anything back, didn't care when his fingers were stroking my partings, making me wet from the way his teeth were going into my neck and holding his hand over my stomach, like he never wanted to let go again.

"You know what the best fucking part is about this don't you? I can fuck you all the ways I want and I don't have to keep worrying to pull out when I already made you pregnant..." he smirked when I felt his fingers coming inside me slowly and I just pushed myself against him like a natural reaction more than that I knew what happened, my body feeling the long familiar fingers that was inside of me, making slow movements and getting me clench hard around him.

"See, you still like this... you still love when I touch you.... No other man is going to touch you ever again alright baby, I promise you that. once we are married, nobody is going to even look at you the wrong f*****g way, not even that fucker Evans." Jonah was talking when he kept pushing his fingers in and out of me in a slow pace when I just leaned my head back feeling the hot water hitting my face.

I did low moans from the way he was talking dark and deep while fucking me slowly with his hand, it was so fucking good and I hated that I didn't want him to stop, that I loved this. Being fucking fingered by a murderer that wasn't even sorry.

"Tell me Andrea... tell me that you want to marry me right now..." he was whispering it when I had my eyes closed and I was lost in the haze of feeling him pumping me faster when I just made a moan back feeling his hand around my face suddenly, pulling me up. I stared at him looking down on me determined and I just blinked back lost, he wasn't going to give up, was he? Why the fuck did he want to marry me anyway? I was a used-up whore that was going to be on my second marriage with him, a kid with no moral and no regrets it seemed.

"Tell me, now!" He almost growled when he pushed his finger in harder making my body shudder from the thud of him reaching inside of me all the way and just made me want to drop to my knees from the hard beating of my core begging me for f*****g release. "I... I... Jonah... please... please...." I was looking up at him still begging him to keep on going, I was so fucking close! he knew when he didn't move anything, not even a twitch making me get more desperate, why was he doing this to me?? he knew what had happened, he shouldn't even be touching me like he was right now! He wanted to marry me; he was fucking insane!

"No! tell me what I fucking want to hear Andrea, only good girls gets to cum." He sounded like he was in a business meeting all the sudden and not in the shower with his fingers inside of me, having killed another human being just before we got here.

My pussy aching for release when I moved slowly against him when he stopped me with his other hand on my shoulder, holding me down so that I couldn't get anywhere looking sternly at me, I didn't have a fucking choice did I? he looked like there was no way he was going to take no for an answer making me snort, what the f**k happened to him? He was the same guy that didn't even want to let me inside his apartment, now suddenly he wanted to share his whole life with me.

"I want to go back outside. I want to see James, Tom and Joseph.... And I want to get back to my work before I was f*****g kidnapped!" I hissed it back, my p***y still beating hard when my blood was boiling over that he was trying to fucking blackmail me with sex, that was not fucking fair and he knew it!

"Yes, you can go outside and see the idiots and maybe even that bitch but f**k no you are not working anymore Andrea." He moved his fingers the slightest, slipping them around inside me making me moan again, clambering onto his chest with my palms still feeling my knees was going to give up on me.

"Why not!?" I growled it back when he made a smirk, taking a hold on my lower backside and held me tightly starting to move his fingers faster so that I couldn't make more than just hold onto him and just take small pants of air in the steamy shower that we still was inside of, fuck he was going to make me come any second when I was making load moans and sounds that was echoing all over the tiled bathroom, oh f**k!

I clawed my nails into his hard back when my body was betraying me, making me start to shake and just felt how I did a jerk every time the wave of the orgasm was hitting my body hard in waves, panting in the already steamy room we were inside of. Jonah's hand following my movements, not letting me rest from his fingers when he kept letting me ride the damn waves out until I just fell back with my head unto his chest, exhausted and spent, f**k.... He really knew how to get me where he wanted no matter what I did...and fuck me it felt just as good as I remembered...

He made a smile when I finally looked up at his handsome face again that beamed at me, his special eyes staring lovingly down at me like he had gotten everything he ever wanted to see me c*m on his fingers when I made a small smile back not even knowing I could do that.

"I love you Andrea, I love you so fucking much, please... please marry me? not because I can fuck you like nobody else can, but because of that I am a fucking loser for you, always have been baby, more then you will ever understand..." he stopped looking insecure when I felt my breath getting stuck in my throat.... why did he say it like that? like he really loved me after what happened and just like I was the most beautiful thing in the world?

My eyes starting to tear up again and I didn't know if I was happy or sad, both. Jonah did love me. I wanted to be fucking happy with him, but I didn't know him at all it seemed, him and me was just this constant mess of fighting and f*****g, how the hell was that supposed to work?

"I don't know.... I love you Jonah.... So much.... But look at us..... Look at me..... what the f**k just happened here?" I said it more sober now when my o****m was starting to fade and I saw that he looked disappointed that I didn't just swoon and say yes, believe me. a part of me wanted to do that, okay a big part. I still loved him, but he still killed a guy in cold blood and then just fucked me like he didn't care.

"If you are talking about that fucker than I'm not sorry. I will never be sorry for that Andrea." He switched his loving tone to a hard cold one, his eyes going dark, and I knew that he meant it, or at least he did right now when I made a small nod. I got that. he wanted to protect me; I wasn't stupid.... I just didn't feel any better.... And seeing that man die was going to haunt me for the rest of my life.

"Alright, I'm going to be honest here baby, I meant what I said before. We can't have a kid not getting married, my parents would never accept that, and I do love you, more than anything in the whole world! I know that makes no sense, that we are too different. I still believe that you are my other half Andrea, always have been..." he made another trying smile that I made a sigh at, that I never ever doubted, him and me being soulmates, no matter how stupid it sounded, it was just everything around that was.... Bad........ "What does your parents have anything to do with me being knocked up?" I still didn't believe that part, I was skinny these days even more since I was in captivity. I believed that if he felt something then I would be showing, but then again, honestly, I had no time how long I been out from the real world, it could have been two months or two years in a small white room it felt like.

"Oh... fuck I never told you that.... I just didn't expect it to happen so fast, I mean when you disappeared I thought you just left me and then I got fucking pissed and started to search for you until I got a fucking message from Evans that he was asking for money for you release..." he made a face that was annoyed when I shivered pulling closer to his body making him do a turn so that I got the warm water over my body again making me smile, he was the sweetest guy when he wanted to be. "How much money?" I made a few blinks against the water that was splashing my face when he looked even more grim like he didn't want to answer that, and I started to laugh shocked when he finally did.

"Two hundred thousand, Andrea." I made a gasp when he said that. two hundred thousand for me?? what? I wasn't even worth that much, nobody was going to pay that for me, not even him.

"What?! Jonah, did you pay two hundred thousand for my release?? Just how fucking rich are you??" I knew that he wasn't poor, and that this mansion looked ridiculous, but still, what the actual fuck??

He looked even more uncomfortable now that I was just gawking at him, looking for answers in his young handsome face that didn't want to answer me, clenching his jaw and looking away like he was embarrassed all the sudden.

"No. I couldn't pay Andrea, so that's why we are fucking here, my parents agree to help me out, in condition that I stopped fucking around and started to help out in the family." He looked even more crushed at that when I just stared at him. He couldn't pay two hundred thousand! that was not something to be embarrassed over, that was being a normal f*****g human being!

"Jonah... I don't know what to say.... I never ever believe that anyone would pay that much for me.... f**k.... Baby that is insane, you should have just left me there...." I made a still shocked laughter that he sneered at like that was never an option making my heartbeat faster, f**k. He was a killer, a fucking drug dealer and still he would do that for me? he was so fucking wonderful, and I knew that I was insane for loving him back, but I did.

"Alright. I will marry you, Jonah." I made a smirk when he just stared at me like he didn't believe me, and I didn't blame him. I was unstable and neurotic at best right now, but I loved him, and he loved me back, what was there to think about really? "Andrea.... Thank you.... I love you baby.... And... I hope you don't hate me but there is something we need to fix and fast...." He looked down at my stomach again making me frown, fix what? Why was he looking at me like I didn't just agree to marry him like he wanted to?

"Alright....?" I made a suspicious face back when he just made a smile that I didn't know if I liked or not still standing here in the shower with the clothes in the plastic bag in the room.

"Yeah, we need to get that ex-husband of yours to come back to the states." He said it fast like it was supposed to make me less surprised, what?? He needed Ryan? Why??

"I'm catholic, Andrea." He made a smile when I stared shocked at him again, no he was not! No, he didn't act like one. I didn't know anyone catholic, but I knew that they didn't do stuff he did... I think? I was still trying to wrap my head around that when he kissed me and stroked my stomach again happy making me smile more, I loved him so much.

"I just need your ex-husband to sign some papers, that's all... I need it to make my parents happy, so that they don't disown me..." he made a snort when I sensed that he was serious. Oh f**k. Ryan and Jonah. That was going to be fun..... Shit...

"I'm not going to kill him Andrea... take it easy... he made a smirk that I got stiffer from, yeah.... Not like he just killed Chris.... That still was insane...

"I don't know how to get him back, but I can try...." I said it mumbling when he nodded like he was happy, or that he was already on it when he pulled me closer kissing me harder making me feel his d**k against my stomach, oh god I hoped that he was going to f**k

me soon...

"He is going to come and then you and me... we are getting married and have a kid...." He said it like he was really looking forward to it making me smile even more, yeah. Me and him. Against the f*****g world, having a kid. I like that idea.

"Just fuck me Jonah..." I made a smirk when he lifted me up against the wall, f**k Chris, f**k him and his dead a*s, I was here with the man I loved and he protected me, that's all I needed. Forever.