LOGINDANTE'S POV
"Any news yet?" I looked up from the file on my desk, to see Alexa poking her head through my door. I almost let out a groan. The girl was stressing me out, asking the very same question everyday, for the past three weeks. "And yet again Alexa, no." I eventually groaned, making her giggle. "It seems you want this child more than I do." "Maybe I do. The suspense is killing meeee." She cried. "Maybe we should just call them." "Patience." I bit out. "What if this whole thing turns up unsuccessful again?" "No, brother." She shook her head. "I have a strong feeling that we will be suprised this time." "We'd better be. Or who knows? I just might kill that Doctor this time around." I glared at no one in particular. "Dante, really?" Alexa shook her head in disbelief. Why was she acting like I'd actually do that? Maybe I would..... Just then, a call came in and I looked at the screen to see that it was Doctor Luigi. Oh... Wow. "Alexa....." I muttered mindlessly, standing from my seat, and stepping out from behind my work desk. "I think what you have been waiting for is finally here." I said, swiping my thumb across the answer button. "Hello?" "Mr Ferrari." He called, before releasing a sigh and giving pleasantries. "Good morning sir." "Good morning Doctor Luigi. You have news for me?" I asked, looking across the lawn from the window of my study. "Mr Ferrari....." He called again, sounding really hesitant. Right then, I knew he didn't have any good news for me. No matter how many times I was being let down this way, the disappointment always felt fresh. "Cut to the chase and tell me whatever news you have for me, Doctor. I am a very busy man." "Dante...." I heard Alexa whisper behind me, and I knew she could already tell the situation of things. Her voice held so much sympathy. "Mr Ferrari, we are so sorry." "Fine then. The procedure failed this time. How soon can another one be carried out?" I demanded, my jaw clenching. I was angry and I hated the fact that it wasn't necessarily the Doctor's fault. "Oh my...." Alexa whispered again, further making that pathetic feeling overpower me. I wanted to smash something. Badly. Hanging up the call on Doctor Luigi, I picked up the wine glass that had been on my work desk and threw it against the wall. Still, I didn't feel satiated. "Dante!" Alexa gasped. "I need to be alone. Please leave." I demanded. She stood immobile in her spot, just giving me that look of pity that I so much hated. "Dante, please....." "Now, Alexa!!!" My voice boomed, and she shook in her spot. Almost instantly, I regretted lashing out on her. Just then, my phone began ringing. I looked to see that it was Doctor Luigi. Again. What the hell did the man still want?! I'm sure he knew better than to give me words of encouragement. I didn't need them. "What is it?" I asked immediately I answered his call. "No... nothing Sir." He stuttered. "You hung up before I could..... before I could explain the actual situation on ground." "What?" A frown appeared on my face, as I wondered what more he could have to say. "Sir, we are sorry, but there may have been a mix up at the hospital." "Huh?" "What I'm trying to say, Sir, is that there may have been a bit of professional negligence on our side. We made a mistake during the procedure." "Go straight to the point, Doctor. My patience is fast running thin." "We may have inseminated your sperm into the wrong woman, Mr Ferrari." He blurted out, making everywhere go silent at once. What?! ************** I walked into the hospital, fuming with rage. Walking past the reception, I headed for Doctor Luigi's office. How the hell could these bast*rds have been so st*pid?!! The moment I stepped into his office, a jittery Doctor Luigi turned to me, backing the female Doctor he had been conversing with, before my arrival. It was so clear they had been talking about me. "Mr Ferrari......" "How did this happen?" I asked in a dead tone. "Mr Ferrari, please......" "If you love the position of your head on your neck, you wouldn't let me repeat myself, Doc." I warned, making him swallow visibly. "On that very day.... Miss Elizabeth Colombo had her appointment for 10am. But it turns out she didn't show up." "What do you mean, 'she didn't show up'?" My eyebrows kissed each other in confusion. "I mean.... we thought she did. She actually didn't show up that day. Yesterday I had called her to come for the pregnancy test, and she sounded confused. She asked why I was calling for a test, when she hadn't even shown up for the main insemination." "So what you're saying is that the surrogate your incompetent ass hired, did not show up for the procedure?! Even after receiving half of the agreed payment?" I was growing more annoyed and irritated as each second passed. "That is exactly what happened!" Doctor Luigi nodded frantically. "She didn't show up, and yet you inseminated my sperm into another woman's f*cking pussy?!" I growled. "Are you begging to have your head ripped off, Doc?" "That is what I was trying to explain." At that point, sweat had broken out on his forehead. "Another lady with the same surname; Collombo, had shown up at the hospital by 11am. Apparently, she had a different appointment for 11am. But the receptionist mistook her for the surrogate, assuming she came late, and sent her to the wrong room." No matter how this was supposed to make sense, it just didn't. "And you inseminated the wrong person? Didn't you know who you selected as my surrogate?!!" I was losing it now! "My apologies sir, but I do not carry out the procedures myself. The Endocrinologist does it." He pointed towards the female doctor that had been silent the whole time. "And a random woman let you put another man's sperm inside her, without objecting?!" I asked, wondering how much more stupid this situation could get. "Not exactly, sir." The 'endo-whatever' lady replied. "The procedure she had come for, had a similar process to that of an insemination. She wouldn't have known. And all the while, we had simply referred to her, as Miss Collombo." "And where the hell is this lady?! What is she saying about all these?" "About that sir..... She was taken for a urine test to confirm if she is....." He hesitated for a moment, before speaking. "...pregnant." Hearing that, my heart beat dropped dramatically. I had actually forgotten that this said lady could be...... Just then, the door to Doctor Luigi's office opened, and a couple of people I hadn't cared to look at, stepped in. "That's the lady, Mr Ferrari. She is the one we inseminated." Doctor Luigi pointed towards the door. I slowly turned to look at the supposed woman, and I felt the rug being pulled from under my legs. What the actual fuck?!! Collombo??EMILY'S POV I headed back to my room after leaving Dante's, a small frown on my face. Most times he had me feeling so confused. Moments ago in his room, he was hot one minute, and cold the next. Why had he called me that? 'Ginger'. Argghhh!! He just had a way of stressing my mind out. In that minute, some nice dress idea flashed through my mind, and I found myself looking around for my sketch book. Almost immediately, I remembered all my items were back at the Collombo residence. I released a low sigh of frustration, before heading to the drawers attached to the desk in my room. When I pulled the first one open, I looked in to find nothing. Of course. I opened the second one and found the same thing. Finally giving up, I headed to the bed and picked up my phone from the stand. I opened the instragram app and began scrolling through the new posts and updates. After some time, the least expected video appeared on my feed. It was a video of Dante during a Live inte
EMILY'S POV I headed back to my room after leaving Dante's, a small frown on my face. Most times he had me feeling so confused. Moments ago in his room, he was hot one minute, and cold the next. Why had he called me that? 'Ginger'. Argghhh!! He just had a way of stressing my mind out. In that minute, some nice dress idea flashed through my mind, and I found myself looking around for my sketch book. Almost immediately, I remembered all my items were back at the Collombo residence. I released a low sigh of frustration, before heading to the drawers attached to the desk in my room. When I pulled the first one open, I looked in to find nothing. Of course. I opened the second one and found the same thing. Finally giving up, I headed to the bed and picked up my phone from the stand. I opened the instragram app and began scrolling through the new posts and updates. After some time, the least expected video appeared on my feed. It was a video of Dante during a Live inte
DANTE'S POV As soon as she stepped in, she turned to me and visibly blushed after seeing what state I had been. Something inside me pushed, fought to resurface. A need I wanted so badly to keep locked up, for as long as she had to be here. I had no business going down that lane with her again. But somehow, I found myself walking towards her, not halting my steps when I knew I should have. Somehow, her obvious nervousness made my mind soar with dark excitement. Finally stopping very close to her, enough to sniff in her soft scent, I asked. "What do you want, Ginger?" She looked up at me, not saying a word. She looked almost pocket-sized in that moment. She wasn't actually short, but was just the right height that made me a giant beside her. And just the right curves that could make my cock jerk at the thought of... Cazzo! This wasn't good. At all. Forcing myself, I took a precautionary step backward, and she released a deep sigh, clearly thankful for the little
EMILY'S POV It was already two long hours after I explained my current situation with Dante, and she still seemed to be in shock. "Madame Ferrari." She suddenly whispered as we walked out of the garden, making me burst into laughter. "Agatha, please stop already." "But that's what you are now." She insisted. "I'm sure you forget the part where this marriage is only until his baby is born." "But what are the odds?" She whispered. "That what?" "That he caught you pleasuring yourself roughly a month ago, and then put his baby in you few weeks after..." "Agatha!" I whisper-yelled, cutting her off as soon as my brain registered her first statement. I looked around to make sure no one heard her. She gave a sheepish smile, shrugging. Just as we approached the entrance of the mansion, Dante walked in. I released a low sigh, having not expected him to return right then. Agatha halted her steps immediately, and shot an awkward smile. "Good evening, Mr Ferrari." Da
EMILY'S POV As we stepped out of the car, Miguel and Fuergo helped us in with our shopping bags, while one of the maids approached us. "Good afternoon, Signora, Miss Alexa." She gave a courteous bow. "Good afternoon, Maria." Alexa nodded, looking at her expectantly. "Signora has a visitor." She informed, and I looked at Alexa in surprise. "I do?" I asked. "Yes. She said she is your cousin. Her name is Agatha." "Agatha." Maria and I said at the same time. "Oh, wow! Agatha is here." Alexa grinned. "I should say hi. Please where is she?" "She is at the relaxation spot in the garden." Maria supplied. "Alright." Alexa nodded, before looking at the shopping bags that Fuergo and Miguel had brought in. "Please get someone to take all of these to Emily's room." "Right away." Maria nodded, and walked off. Alexa and I made our way to the garden, and there was Agatha, busy scrolling through her phone and leisurely chewing on some snacks set before her. Just the
EMILY'S POV The waitress had just returned with our order, when Miguel and Fuergo returned. They took a table just close to us, looking around sharply. Their level of alertness always had me feeling so worried. "Don't worry, Em, no one is coming to hurt us." "The recent game of catch that the Russos and your brother played with me, makes me beg to differ." I sighed, remembering how I was tossed from one mansion to another. Locked up and weak. "I understand." Alexa whispered, her face falling slightly. "You have every right to hate him." "I definitely don't hate your brother, Alexa." I whispered, dipping my fries into the ketchup sauce and eating it. "I just..." I paused, trying to find the right words. "I just hate how much control he thinks he has over me." 'Definitely not when it comes to sex', my subconscious mocked, and I swallowed hard. I thought I had warned this stupid mind of mine, to stop thinking about that incident?! "Dante can be quite... possessive







