|| VALENTINA's POV ||

" How do I look?", I asked Emily, watching my reflection in self-appreciation. It has been a long time since I dressed like this. Most of my body was exposed, glittering under the yellow light. I had a feeling like I went back to the days when I just started my job as a stripper.

Emily was amusing, gasped by taking a look at me,

" Woah! Your preggy hormones are sure impressive. You look stunning, bitch."

I smiled at her remark, a proud feeling swirled into my stomach. I couldn't understand why this baby affected me more than anything else. It was something like we...