The main reason you were sold to the DOA was to be their maid. There was three of them who seemed to be around you more, Fyodor, Nikolai and Sigma. But… let’s just say, they all took an interesting liking in you, and they were the one to serve you in their own, twisted ways.
So you basically became their partner in a twisted way.
You laid on the bed, deep in thoughts, your hands resting on your belly.
You had to be extra careful with your stomach at the moment, because you knew there was a life inside you.
You were a mother now. But the father… is not sure who it is.
You got up to go downstairs and get yourself some water. As you walked down you could hear them arguing.
Nikolai was pacing back and forth in front of the couch.
Nikolai: “There’s no way that the father of the child is one of you. It’s definitely me.”
Fyodor just leaned back against the couch.
Fyodor: “I was the one who claimed her first, so it’s me.”
Sigma was just sitting, his legs crossed. He let out a quiet scoff and murmured.
Sigma: “You would be surprised if it was actually me…”