Prince's POV*

I can't stop pacing back and forth waiting on Grace to exit the bathroom and tell me if we are going to have a double blessing today. My mind races with the incredibly happy thoughts if she's pregnant. Today is already an amazing blessing with us getting married, but being told I'm going to be a father would be the icing on the cake. It has nothing to do with how much I love Bianca, I do love her with all of my heart, but now knowing there is a good possibility Grace might be pregnant makes me think I'm getting a second chance to have my own child, something I never thought would happen.

After I force myself to sit on the bed, my mind goes back to one of the worst days of my life. Something I never told Grace about, although she may already know, rumors about it did get leaked into the media, but I never confirmed or denied that horrible day. It's a day I never allow myself to think about, the day my new born son died and my world came crashing down around me. To this day, I still blame his irresponsible mother, she was more worried about feeding her addiction and never took proper care of herself while she was pregnant. I will never forgive her for being so selfish, and the reason our son is dead.

"Come on, Prince, you know Grace would never risk our child in any way. If she's pregnant, this is something to celebrate. We both want another child, and Binky needs a baby brother or sister.  I know I need to tell Grace about Gregory, but you can not let what happen to him make you scared something might happen to this baby," I whisper to myself.

"Prince, who is Gregory?" I hear Grace and look up at her.

"Grace, so, what does the test say?" I nervously asked her hoping it's positive. She bends down on her knees in front of me and gently kisses me.

"You were right, Prince. You have some great fatherly instincts, I'm pregnant," her soft voice says with an excited tone. For a split second, my mind thinks about Gregory, but I refuse to let myself think what happen to him, could happen to this baby.

"Grace, I have never in my life been this happy."

"Me either, Prince, but why do you look so sad?  I thought you were hoping for a positive test?" Her concerned voice trembles. I gently pull her up on the bed next to me.

"Aww baby, I am so happy, and I am so excited we are having a child of our own, and I really hope you know how much I love Binky.  In such a short amount of time, I have been given so many wonderful blessings. You, Binky, you agreeing to marry me, and now a child that we created."

"Prince, I can tell something is bothering you, what is it?"

"I'm not sure if you heard, six years ago I had a son that I wanted more than anything in this world, but soon after he was born, he died," my voice strains from sobbing.

"I did hear something about that, but I never really believed it, you never confirmed if it was true."

"Sadly, it is true.  His mother was someone who I knew for a long time. We were never committed in a relationship, we only had sex a few times. I was in the process of trying to help get her clean, she was a lot more heavily into drugs than I realized. One day she told me she was pregnant and I tried like hell to get her into rehab, she went, but she checked herself out. She disappeared for about 5 months. The next time I saw her is when she went into premature labor. The hospital she was rushed to called me."

"Oh my god, Prince, I'm so sorry."

"Grace, I'm going to be honest with you, I might become a little overly protective of you and our baby, but I promise, I will try my best not to drive you insane, it's just that I,-"  she presses her lips on mine and smiles.

"What was that kiss for?" I asked her with a smile.

"For you loving us so much. Prince. I need you to know I would never do anything at all to risk the safety of our child. I will always protect him or her."

"I know you will, Grace. I promise I will try not to compare you to Heather, and I will try so hard not to wrap you in bubble wrap till our son or daughter is born." I tease causing her to laugh.

"Do you know how grateful I am to have you, and to have you as my daughter's father?" She asks me with so much love in her eyes.  I lean her back on the bed and gently place soft kisses on her neck.

"As nice as this feels, we have to stop," she informs me. I rise up with an annoyed look.

"Prince, we have to finish getting ready for our wedding. Aww baby, don't pout, trust me, I will be rocking your world tonight," she chuckles and pushes me back.

"You promise, Grace?  I want tonight to be filled with a lot of naughty, sexy, and a lot of screaming fun," I insist as I fold my arms next to my chest.  She grins and walks into the walk in closet where she retrieves a purple bag. I instantly recognize the bag and grow excited.

"Grace, is that bag from Purple Pleasures?"  My voice excitedly asks.

"Yes, baby, it is. I thought I would make our wedding night filled with some naughty fun," she seductively whispers next to my ear.

"Baby, you have only felt the gentler side of me, are you sure you're up for the rough, dominat side of me?" I asked her. Her eyes widen and her mouth agape.

"The, umm, dominat side of you, Prince?" Her hesitant voice asks me. I smirk and lower my head next to her ear.

"The safe word is purple."

"Safe word, what is a safe word?" Her uncertain voice asked.

"Grace, do you completely trust me?"

"Of course I trust you, Prince. I trust you with mine and Bianca's life."

"You know I would never do anything to ever hurt you, with that being said, do you trust me to pleasure your body like it's never been pleasured before? The things I can do to this body Grace, will have you begging me for more," my fingers softly glide over her plump lips.

"I'm going to need you to prove that to me, Prince," her seductive voice replies and her lust filled eyes look deep into mine.

"Tonight after Binky goes home with uncle Jerome and Fiona, I'm going to take you to such an erotic place, and I promise you, you will never want to come down from that erotic high."