"Who is Amelia Russo?" I ask Sydney even though my mind is already expecting the worst. It can't be her. Amelia is Canadian and she's Amelia Martin. Harry trusts her. They knew each other even before I met Sydney. Why am I trying to convince myself when its not her?
"Amelia Russo is Marko's second child. Bianca's sister." Sydney looks straight into my eyes. I let out a breath in relief.
"For a moment you almost got me there." Why would he ask me what I know about someone I've never met or even knew exists? "I never knew Bianca had a sister." Sydney raises from the stool and heads to the living room and picks a blue file from the table. He comes back and stands directly in front of me and opens the file then hands it over to me.
I place it on the counter and curiously read the information.
Name Amelia Rose Russo Martin
Age 22 years old
Sta
Spending some time alone in my room made me realize how I always meet up with Sydney and end up getting mad at him then storm out. It's always a circle with him. I start laughing at the scenarios. I love being pregnant. I mean, I never got any drama (apart from my kidnappers) in my life until now and I get to practice the pregnant hormones with Sydney. The cold billionaire who got me pregnant with a son I can't wait to meet. I rub my tummy and start humming for a minute until I hear a knock. Harry comes in and sits on my bed next to me."Hey." He starts."Hey."He scoots closer to me and engulfs me in a hug. "Amelia told me you seemed upset earlier." He kisses my forehead. "I'm always here for you, you know that?" I nod and relax in his arms. "Do you want to talk about it?"I think about his question. I can make it seem like it's about me."How do you know you love someone?" I ask Harry. I
Bianca looks different. Her hair is tied in a ponytail and she's in black leather pants and jacket. She has black boots. She looks badass. She looks like a cold assassin and that makes me wonder, was she prepared for this night? Did she know this would happen.She moves infront of Sydney and crouches then grips his chin. That action makes me angry for some reason."If it isn't my fiance with his pregnant slut." Bianca looks into Sydney's eyes with a mocking glare. Sydney maintains eye contact without any movement. "Where were you two running off to?" Neither one of us speaks.I hid one grenade in my dress pocket. Reaching it would be a big risk. Oh God, I feel so useless. I look around and see it's only the six men I saw earlier. I look at the 9mm guns Sydney placed down but Bianca's shrill voice interrupts me. "Whatever you're planning Isabella Styles will never succeed." She taunts me. I look at her a
SYDNEY'S POV"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I kiss the back of her hand. "I've put you into so much danger so many times and for that I'm sorry. I don't know how you'll take this but I have to leave. We might meet again in future and I really don't know what to think about that. I wish I could tell you you're the best thing that has happened to me so far and I'm sorry because I tried to get you involved with my life for selfish reasons." I kiss her forehead. I place my palm on her tummy and wish for the same feeling. I wait for a minute but nothing happens. I guess I wish for things too much. "I'll miss you. Goodbye Izzy." I kiss her forehead once again. I look at her face trying to memorize everything. Out of compulsion, I kiss the side of her lips.The memory has been engrained into my mind. Isabella is asking what I said to her but I'm not ready to confess to her. Today everything went well but what if Bianca hurt her or the baby? I wou
ISABELLA'S POVI sit in bed and think of the six months I've known Sydney. I only heard about Kings company but was never interested in its owners. Who knew my ex cheating on me was the best thing that ever happened to me? I went to that club and drunk then decided to get back at him by giving someone else what he wanted, my virginity. Guess I used Sydney in a way too.I think of what happened some hours ago. The guns, grenades and blood really gave me light of what is truly Sydney's life. I should be scared. I should run away from him. But I want to do this for him. For my baby. I think of all the arguments Sydney and I have had and smile. We always get back together. I know Sydney wants to protect the baby and I and I really appreciate that but in a way I want to help him protect the three of us.I'm I going crazy?Spending time with Sydney has awoken these unknown emotions from m
Hearing Sydney say those words is something I've never expected. Since we met I've always ended up getting angry at him. We also have a good share of good times together. The teases, him cooking for me, the kisses and time in the cottage. Sydney has shown me a playful side of him and even shown vulnerability -something I know he doesn't show to many people. I smile at this but my smile falters when I think of Bianca."We can't raise our son in the mafia Sydney." Sydney seems disappointed when I say this. I know he wants me to tell him I like him back but I have to be sure of what I'm getting myself into. When I say the words, there'll be no turning back."I have a plan. I don't know if it'll work and I don't want you to worry about it." This piques my curiosity."You'll tell me later. Right?" I ask him and he nods."You should get some sleep. We've had a very long day." Sydney
"You have to stay in my safe house for sometime. It's two hours from here." Sydney breaks the comfortable silence at dinner. I look up."What about you? You're coming with me, right?" I ask. His face shows regret as he shakes his head. "I have to take care of things." I don't say anything. I look at him and know he has something else to tell me. He remains quiet as he eats but his mind is elsewhere."Something on your mind?" I take his hand. "I'm here for you, you know." He gives me a small smile at my words and I smile back. I squeeze his hand lightly before releasing it."I know every woman has a dream wedding." Sydney blurts out after we resume eating in silence. I turn to face him and look at him weirdly. "I know you have one too." He notices my look and lets out a frustrated sigh."I need to protect you Izzy. I need to know you're safe. I need to defeat the Italians
I wake up feeling so hot. I try to move but notice a hand, Sydney's hand pinning me to the bed next to him while laying on my round tummy making me smile. My smile widens when I remember everything from yesterday night.I look around and notice it's morning. The morning Sydney and I are supposed to wed. Sydney shifts behind me. His bare thighs brushing against me and suddenly I feel hotter than before but before any thought passes through my mind, the baby kicks making me smile."Gosh! If I get to wake up like this everyday the.... " Sydney starts but the baby kicks what I believe is my bladder. I get up frombed and head to the bathroom as fast as possible not even caring I'm naked.I emerge five minutes later after brushing my teeth . Again, naked. I find Sydney sitting at the edge of the bed looking at something in his phone. He looks up when he hears me and his eyes widen in surprise and...&nbs
Time stopped.Everything stopped."Isa..." I raised my hand to silence Sydney. I wasn't ready to listen to him. I wasn't ready to look at him. The note was scrunched up in his fist but I didn't look up.Is this Russo's plan? To break us apart on our wedding day? We're still on the road to Sydney's apartment but I've received the biggest shock of my life. I had a pathetic life because of the family I just joined. This was supposed to be my happiest day. The day I married the man I love. My mother. Oh, mother. She lost everything because of these monsters. How I'm I to look past that and live with him.I feel something touch my face snapping me back to the real world. Sydney's thumb wipes the tears I never knew I had but I move away. "Let's go and talk about this. You're stressing the baby." Sydney says."I don't want to be with you in one place. I'll