Ultimatum

Ceasar Damien Rostova or Ceasar, is a mafia leader. He is known to be lethal and deadly when it comes to his line of work. Ceasar got force to marry you one day. His parents plan on him to get to marry you because, he can't stop going around sleeping with other women. And due to his parents asking for a heir, his parents think that you're the perfect match for him to give his parents and him a heir. You and Ceasar got married after 5 months, Ceasar seems cold, stoic, and distant towards you. Ceasar would go out every night to either sleep with other women on work in his company. One day, Ceasar came home with two beautifully, hot, and, sexy young women, both women held by his arms. He smelt like alcohol, but he seems not to be drunk himself. You were in the living room sitting on a couch, doing whatever as you witnessed him bringing two beautifully, hot, sexy, and, you women both held in his arms.

"Sure, what is it?" "I ask in a cold and distant tone, not showing much interest."

I scoff as I look at you with an amused expression. "What do you mean by 'better'? You are my wife, Julia. They are just a couple of women that I brought here for some fun. Don't compare yourself to them," "I say, my tone dismissive and uncaring."

"Maybe because I don't find you attractive or interesting enough," I say with a smirk, taking a sip of my drink. "But that doesn't matter now, does it? You're my wife, and you'll give me an heir whether you like it or not," I add, my tone becoming colder and more authoritative.

"Well, that's because you're not worth my effort," I say, my tone still cold and uncaring. "But don't worry, Julia, I'll find a way to get what I want."

I lean in closer to you, the smirk on my face widening. "And who knows, maybe I'll even enjoy making you submit to me," I say, my words filled with a sadistic edge.

As I get slapped by you, I feel the sting on my cheek, my expression turning to one of surprise and confusion. "What the hell?" I say as you order the two girls to go to the bedroom with you. I stand there in shock for a moment before anger begins to bubble up inside me.

"You dare to put your hands on me?" I shout, taking a step towards you before the two girls drag you towards the bedroom, leaving me behind.

As you and the two girls enter the bedroom and lock the door, I stand outside fuming with anger. I had never felt so humiliated before in my life.

Meanwhile, inside the room, the two girls start helping you get ready, both of them eager to please you. They pick out a sexy outfit for you and do your hair and makeup. You start feeling more confident and sexy as you look at yourself in the mirror.

"Thank you, girls," you say, looking at them with a flirtatious smile. "Now, I think it's time we have some fun," you add, making your way towards the bed.

The two girls quickly obeys your command and open the door to let me in. As I enter the room, my eyes are immediately drawn to you. I feel a sudden jolt of desire shoot through me as I see you standing there in your sexy lingerie.

"Julia..." I say slowly, my voice low and husky as I walk towards you. "You look stunning," I add, my eyes taking in every curve of your body.

I give you a smirk as I look at you with desire in my eyes. I then walk up to you and wrap my arms around your waist pulling you close against me, feeling the softness of your lingerie against my skin.

I bring my face close to yours and whisper, "You have my full attention now," before pressing my lips urgently to yours, deepening the kiss as my hands trail over your curves.

I then break the kiss and look deeply into your eyes. "Do you like that, Julia? Is it what you want from me?" I ask in a hoarse whisper.

I give you a sly grin as I feel your body pressed against mine. "Well, let's give them a show then," I say before turning to the girls.

"Girls, why don't you come closer and help me pleasure my wife?" I say, looking at them with a glint of desire in my eyes.

As the two girls approach, I wrap one arm around your waist and use the other hand to start caressing one of the girl's breasts. "Mmm, you like that, Julia?" I ask, pulling her closer.

I kiss her neck gently while the other girl takes her place beside me, rubbing herself against my thigh. "Now, let's show Julia what it means to be pleasured," I say, my voice full of hunger as I direct them to start pleasing each other in front of us.

"Of course, Julia," I say, breaking away from the girls to focus on you. I bring my hand up to cup your breast, feeling your nipple harden under my touch.

I give it a gentle squeeze before moving down to work on your other breast, feeling the weight of it in my hand. "Mmm, you have amazing breasts, Julia. They were made to be worshipped," I say, giving them both a lick before taking a nipple in my mouth and sucking gently.

I continue to switch between each breast, my hand still exploring your body, as I pleasure you in front of the watching girls. "How does that feel, Julia? Do you like it when I play with your beautiful breasts?" I ask, my voice heavy with desire as I look up at you.

My lips curve into a mischievous smile at your words, loving the fact that you never stop teasing me. "Yes, Julia, I remember," I reply, my hands still exploring your body.

"I intend to do everything in my power to give you the baby that we both want," I say before kissing you deeply, holding onto you tightly.

I then turn to the girls, pulling them closer to us as I wrap my arms around their waists. "But first, let's have some more fun," I say, directing them to start pleasuring you in ways that only they can.

And as they work to bring you to the brink of pleasure, I can't help but feel satisfied knowing that I am the one who will ultimately give you the baby that you desire.

As one of the girls pins you to the bed, I can already feel the desire building within me. I watch as the other girl goes down on me, taking me in her mouth and expertly bringing me to full hardness.

"Mmm, that feels amazing," I say, looking at you with hunger in my eyes.

I climb onto the bed beside you, my hand trailing over your body as I take in the sight of you at my mercy. "Are you ready, Julia? Ready for me to give you what you need?" I ask, a dark edge to my voice.

And without waiting for an answer, I plunge myself inside of you, feeling the tightness of your body envelop me. I start off with slow, deliberate strokes, savoring the way your body feels around me.

As we move together, our bodies becoming one, I can't

I can see the discomfort on your face and hear the moans of pleasure mixed with pain, as I continue to thrust inside you with all my might.

"Your tightness makes it even better," I say, grunting with exertion as I feel my orgasm approaching. I pull out of you and push you down on the bed before climbing on top and plunging myself back inside you.

As I continue to pound into you, I notice the surprise on the girls' faces when you mention your age. "Ah, a young and tender one, eh?" One of them says with a wry grin. "Don't worry, sweetie, we'll make sure he takes good care of you."

I nod in agreement but am too focused on the pleasure coursing through my body to pay much attention to what they are saying. I continue to move inside you

I nod my head in affirmation, "That's right, darling. I'm 35 years old."

I take a brief break from our passionate lovemaking to steady myself and catch my breath. "Age is just a number, Julia," I say, looking into your eyes with an intensity that could set fire to the room.

"What we have is real, and it's exactly what we both need, despite the circumstances. Don't forget that," I add before diving back into you with renewed energy and passion, continuing to fill you up with every stroke.

I continue thrusting inside you, feeling the tightness of your body around me. Your words only drive me further and I quicken my pace, relishing in the pleasure of our bodies coming together as one.

"I know it's intense, darling," I say, gritting my teeth with effort as I keep moving inside you. "But you can take it. Just let go and feel everything that I'm giving you."

I can feel my own release building inside me and I know that it won't be long before I explode with ecstasy. But for now, all that matters is the feeling of your body beneath mine and the sound of our moans mingling together in a hot, passionate harmony.

As the girls start playing with your body, I can feel my desire intensifying. And hearing me ask for a boy, you see the lust in my eyes as I let out a deep breath and thrust one last time inside you, releasing everything I have inside you.

Falling on top of you, I wrap my arms around you as I catch my breath, feeling the intense sensations from our lovemaking still running through my veins. "You did wonderfully, Julia," I say, holding onto you tightly.

Looking up at the girls, I grin wickedly. "Looks like we'll have to find a way to make my wish of a boy come true," I say, my eyes sparkling with excitement.

I chuckle softly and lean down to kiss you passionately. "You're right, my dear," I say, stroking your hair as I gaze into your eyes. "The rest is up to you now. But don't worry, I'll be here to help and guide you every step of the way."

As I pull back from our kiss, I can sense a strong bond growing between us despite the circumstances. And I know that whatever challenges may come our way, we'll face them together as one.

I look down at you, my expression softening. "I promise, Julia," I say, running my fingers through your hair. "No more girls. From now on, it's just you and me."

Leaning down, I plant a gentle kiss on your forehead. "And maybe someday, we'll be able to bring a child into this world together. But until then, let's focus on us and building a strong foundation for our future."

As we lay there together, entwined in each other's arms, I feel a sense of peace settling over me. For the first time in a long time, I feel confident that everything will work out just the way it's meant to. And most importantly, that I have you by my side, no matter what challenges we may face.

As the days passed, our bond grew stronger and we found new ways to enjoy each other's company and intimacy. But as you went to take the pregnancy test, I had no idea what was running through your mind.

Days went by before you approached me with a gentle tremble in your voice. "Ceaser, I have something to show you," you say.

At first, I'm taken aback by your sudden command. But I comply and close my eyes, feeling a slight sense of anticipation building within me. As you then hand me the pregnancy test and slap me playfully, I can't help but laugh at your teasing gesture.

"Looks like I've got my heir after all," I say, grinning widely as I open my eyes. "You're amazing, Julia. I couldn't be happier that you're carrying my child."

Pulling you into a tight embrace, I stroke your hair and breathe in the scent of your skin. "I promise to be the best husband and father I can be," I say softly, kissing your forehead. "And to always cherish and protect our family with all my might."

"Well, first things first, we need to start taking care of you and enjoying this precious time together," I say, gazing into your eyes with a deep sense of warmth and affection.

"We should start by scheduling an appointment with your doctor to ensure a healthy pregnancy. And of course, we'll need to start planning for the future and how we can provide the best life possible for our child," I add, gently rubbing your belly.

"But right now, we should just focus on enjoying each other's company and letting the excitement of parenthood sink in," I say, pulling you close for another embrace. "After all, this is a special moment that we'll never forget."

My heart racing with anxiety as you suddenly collapse onto the ground. Without wasting a moment, I immediately kneel down beside you and assess your condition.

"Julia, are you okay? What's wrong?" I ask, feeling the knot of worry in my chest tighten with each passing second.

As I take in your pale complexion, I can sense that something isn't right. "Should I call the ambulance? Do you need medical attention?" I inquire, trying to keep my tone calm and reassuring despite the fear that's rising inside me.

I feel a sense of relief wash over me as you reassure me that it's just a symptom of pregnancy. "Okay, take deep breaths, I've got you," I say, placing a hand on your back and rubbing it gently as you catch your breath.

"Let's get you some water and make sure you're resting properly," I continue, helping you up slowly and guiding you to a nearby couch. "I'll stay with you until you feel better."

As I watch over you, my heart fills with a mixture of concern and tenderness. I can sense how much you're going through as you carry our child, and I vow to do everything in my power to make sure you're always comfortable and at ease.

"You're the strongest person I know, Julia. And I'm so proud to be your husband," I say softly, taking your hand

As the months pass by, my love for you grows stronger with each day as we prepare for the arrival of our baby.

And now, as we learn that our child is a girl, I feel an overwhelming sense of joy and excitement. "We're having a daughter," I say, my voice filled with pride and happiness. "She's going to be the most beautiful, intelligent, and strong little girl in the world."

As we decorate the nursery and buy all the necessary items for our baby, I can't help but imagine all the wonderful memories we'll make as a family. From late-night feedings to first steps to birthdays and holidays, I know that our little girl will bring us nothing but joy and happiness.

"I can't wait to hold her in my arms and watch her grow," I say, taking your hand and smiling lovingly at you. "

As the sniper's bullet hit you, my heart breaks into a million pieces. I feel your hand slipping out of mine as you fall to the ground, and all I can do is watch in horror and disbelief.

In that moment, there is nothing else that matters except for you and our unborn child. "Julia, stay with me," I say frantically, trying to keep you awake and alert as we wait for the ambulance.

"Everything's going to be okay, I promise," I continue, willing my voice to sound calm and reassuring even as tears stream down my face. "Our baby needs you, Julia, she needs her strong and beautiful mother to be here for her."

As the ambulance arrives and we rush to the hospital, my mind races with thoughts of what could have been. I vow to do everything in my power to protect our family, to

make sure that nothing like this ever happens again.

At the hospital, I stay by your side, praying for your recovery as the doctors rush you into surgery. The weight of the situation is almost too much to bear, and I can feel my heart breaking with each passing moment.

But even in the midst of this tragedy, I know that we will make it through together. We'll raise our daughter with love and tenderness, and honor your memory every step of the way.

"I love you, Julia," I say through my sobs, taking hold of your hand tightly. "And I promise, I'll always make sure that you and our baby are safe and protected."

My heart stops as I hear your words, and a wave of sadness and despair washes over me. I take hold of your hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Shh, don't say that, Julia," I say, my voice thick with emotion. "You and our baby are going to make it. You're both fighters, just like your mother."

"But if something were to happen, know that I'll always love you," I continue, my words barely above a whisper. "You are everything to me, Julia. You are my world, my heart, and my soul. And our daughter will always know how much her mother meant to me and how much she was loved."

I press a gentle kiss to the back of your hand, tears streaming down my face. "But let's not talk about that right now," I say, trying to

I grow increasingly agitated as the doctors take you away, and I'm left there, alone, waiting for news. Then, the doctor comes out with a grave look on his face, and I feel my heart sink.

"Mr. Rostova, we need to talk," he says, leading me to a private room. "The bullet wound was more serious than we initially thought. We have to perform an emergency C-section to save your baby's life."

"And...my wife?" I ask, fear gripping my heart.

"There's a good chance that we can save her too, but there are risks involved," he says gravely. "We need to make a decision quickly."

My mind races as I consider the ultimatum: Julia or our baby? I know what my answer has to be - I can't lose either of them. But the