Tears Of Emma: His Sex Doll novel Chapter 8

went back to my room to rest for the rest of the day .

I opened the door took off my clothes leaving me in my bra and underwear. I felt someone's present in the room and turned on the lights.

It was Louis at the door way staring at me and on my bed. I covered my body with a wrapper nearby and wrote on my note pad.

"What do you want sir, what can I do for you?"

"Stop it Emma, we had somethin, stop acting like I haven't seen you naked" He said.

"You still haven't aborted the bab, I still see you running around the mansion to throwup and going out at night to get vanilla ice-cream and pickles". He said.

"And so? Just go". I wrote.

"I love you". He whispered quietly

Hugging me from behind and kissing my neck slowly, touching my almost 3 months belly.

I couldn't help but moan out. His hands were all over my body. He shifted my pants to aside inserted his two fingers in my pu*sy, as he shifted my pant further aside, he started thrusting his middle finger in and out.

It got really intense as he pulled his pants down and had me suck his d*ck which led to him cumming in my mouth.

After that, he inserted his dick in me. I felt whole and alive, his movements were fast and hard. He was groaning and i was moaning really loudly.

"Oh baby you are so good". He said as he was moving, skin were slapping against the other. I hate what we where doing but I couldn't help out, I was enjoying the show. I felt like a sex slave but I couldn't stop him. He's really taking full control of me and my emotions.

After he release, he stoped then said

"You are done working her, pack your bags. I don't want to see you here tomorrow after am back from work. He said.

"Before I forget, don't ever tell the bastard in your stomach who the father is". he added

coldly.

"Understand!?" he yelled pulling my hair.

I quickly nodded okay in response in fear.

Then he threw a couple hundred dollars at me.

He made his way to leave and I pulled him by his leg and keened down begging him. Tears were running out of my eyes .

"Mrs. we are here" the cab man said with a slight smile. "Thank you very much sir" I said and stepped down the cap. He helped me and carried down my stuff unlike other drivers. maybe he saw that I was pregnant. I gave him his money and got out, then took a deep breath.

I walked in the hospital with my traveling bag, then to the cancer center. The nurse gave me a sad smile and took me to the room that my mom was admitted.

Mom was pale and cold, she didn't welcome me with her lovely smile like other times. I kiss her on her forehead like she use to do to me.

The doctor passed me the note she left for me then walked away.

Dear, my beautiful and only daughter Emma. You know when you use to ask about your father, well he is a very rich man "Alexander King". You might remember the times that i stare at the man at the magazine, well that was

him, my star crossed lover.

The address is written on the back of this letter with a picture and a plane love sign.

Tears ran down my face as I finished reading. I took the paper and put it in my bag.

Fast forward

After the funeral, I went home and packed my bags. It was time to go to LA with dreams of meeting my father. I got the plane ticket and called a cab to take me to the airport. I got on the plane and slept afterwards. 14 hours later, we reached, I got out of the plane with my things and called the cab for the rich neighborhood.