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Postlude: Chapter 9
Amaranthe
Amaranthe looked down at her belly and beamed. She was showing beautifully and knew her little bean was safely inside her womb. Dimitri loved stroking her abdomen and whispering to the baby in Russian. It was a beautiful sight that frequently resulted in Amaranthe crying.
Today would be their 22-week check-up, but so far Dr. Meyer was happy with the baby’s development.Dimitri was driving the Maserati Levante with the four bodyguards following suit in the Bentayga. “You don’t have to come along to every check-up, lyubov’ moya. I am sure Michael and Alexei will be ample security.”
“Nonsense. This is my child, and I will attend every check-up.” Dimitri answers in a terse tone, causing her to smile. He was becoming more overbearing by the day, but she was enjoying the attention. She was worried about his duty as Pakhan as well. Hopefully, no one thought he had gone soft.“
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December's Symphony: A Mafia Trinity NovelĀ Ā Ā Postlude: Chapter 10
AmarantheIt was on days like these that Amaranthe wished her babies would come already. It was the hottest day of the year and she had spent it all floating in the pool again. As blessed as she felt at 8 and a half months, she also wished it were all over by now.All the twins wanted were pickles and ice cream; sometimes even mixed. Dimitri got so frustrated with her need for thick milkshakes, he bought her an appliance that produced milkshakes to the same consistency she craved.“Amaranthe! Get out of that pool!” Dimitri called from the edge and she groaned. He hated her lounging in the sun for too long. “You will get heatstroke, get out of that pool or I will come to get you.” He ordered, but all she did was raise her sunglasses and look at him.“Fine.” He says and gets into the pool, fully dressed in his three-piece suit.“Dimitri! What the hell?!” She called out as he swam over t
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Amaranthe’s eyes shot open at Dimitri’s voice. She pushed the blankets back and felt the moisture beneath her, showing that her water had broken while she was in a deep sleep. “No, no, no! It’s too soon!” She cried as she clambered out of bed. Dr. Meyer had recommended a cesarean section because of her high-risk pregnancy, but they only planned it for the following week.“Call Dr. Meyer, Dimitri!” She shrieked as she waddled towards her walk-in. She needed to change before she left for the hospital. No way would she show up in wet pajamas, no matter how freaked out she was. Looking at her wristwatch, she realized the time: 4:30 am.“Yes, I am certain!” Dimitri shouts at the doctor over the phone. “Her water broke, I am bringing her to the hospital right now and you better be there.” The Pakhan had spoken. He threw the phone down and rushed towards her.She could tell he was nervous, which was a firs
December's Symphony: A Mafia Trinity NovelĀ Ā Ā Postlude: Chapter 12
Amaranthe lays back in the hospital bed and sighs. She came out of theatre two hours ago and made Dimitri go home and rest. Of course, he did not listen to her and was now attending to work on his laptop in the next room. Her eyes fell on her twins in their bassinets. They were the most beautiful babies she had ever laid her eyes on.Ayden had dark hair like her, while Anastasiya had her father’s blonde hair. They were sleeping now after their first feed and burp, so that gave her a chance to rest her eyes a bit.Three years ago, she never would have thought her life would play out the way it did. She was prepared to die in obscurity and live happily with her sister. Moving to New York and marrying the feared Russian mobster had terrified her, but she knew it needed to be done or they would come after Bailey. In the end, she placated the mob by doing this.If she had to do it over again, she wouldn’t change a thing.Ļ¾ Ļ¾ Ļ¾
December's Symphony: A Mafia Trinity NovelĀ Ā Ā Postlude: Chapter 13
DimitriAmaranthe was settling herself into bed after her eventful afternoon with Elizabeth and Anya. Dimitri noticed she was a little drunk and couldn’t help but smile; she needed this brief break after all. He strode across the room to their walk-in and got into his boxer shorts. With the kids around, he doesn’t sleep naked anymore.“Hmm, Mr. Baranov, you look delicious.” Amaranthe slurred when he removed the towel from his waist. He snickered, “And you are drunk, Mrs. Baranov, so no sexy time for you.”“Sexy time?” She said with a giggle, “You just said sexy time.”Her cheeks were rosy from the alcohol, but to him, she looked lovely. Shaking his head, he got into bed with her and pulled her into his arms. “moye solntse, what am I going to do with you?” He asked, kissing her hair and felt her smile.Amaranthe traced circles on his chest, “What di
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AmarantheShe found Matteo sitting on the terrace when she went looking for him. Amaranthe resolved to tell him first. She sat down opposite him and he turned his head. His face was set in a somber expression that caused her to frown.āMatteo- āāSomething bad happened to Anya, didnāt it?ā He asked abruptly, eyes brimming with unshed tears. It turned out that Matteo was a lot more perceptive than he let on. āI heard you crying, so it must be really, really bad.āShe nodded sadly. āYes, love. There was a big accident on their way here.ā she started, āIām sorry, Matteo, but she didnāt make it.ā Amaranthe felt the tears falling down her cheeks. She tried to be strong, but wasnāt doing as well as she expected. Peering at Matteo, she noticed his tears falling as well.He looked down and put a hand to his chest. āThe pain is back, just when it started to go away.āAmaranthe stared at this little boy who had lost so much already. Heās kn
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DimitriSergei’s car had pulled into the cobblestoned driveway 20 minutes ago, but he still had not made a move to climb out.Dimitri was getting frustrated, so he got up from his chair and left his study.As he walked through the mansion, he heard the twins’ laughter reverberate through the walls of their room. They were truly his blessings and could never imagine putting them through the kind of pain Sergei brought upon his own children.If he was indeed to blame.As he descended the steps in front of his home, he caught Sergei’s expression. He was broken.Slowing his pace in front of the SUV, he walked up to the driver’s seat and leaned on the door.“First off,” He started, “never put the phone down in my fucking ear again. Second, what the fuck are you still doing out here?” As much as he knew Sergei needed to feel like he wasn’t alone, Dimitri could never show it. T
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DimitriAfter much deliberation and finally hearing Sergei out, Dimitri made up his mind and called a meeting the following day. He had hoped that Francesco would see this as a peace offering and leave it at that. His family would not suffer because of an indiscretion they were not a part of. It was nearing the anticipated meeting and Dimitri had to admit that he was nervous.Sergei entered Dimitri’s downstairs study, a bit more nervous than before. Ashen faced and visibly terrified, he sighs and waits for Dimitri to start.Dimitri sat forward in his chair, threading his fingers underneath his chin. “I cannot begin to tell you how disappointed I am. When I left Chicago in your care three years ago, I expected more out of you, and yet this is the repayment I get.” Dimitri started and glared at Sergei, who was about to speak but he held up his hand.“You will be silent and listen only. I have communicated with
December's Symphony: A Mafia Trinity NovelĀ Ā Ā Postlude: Chapter 17
DimitriDimitri walked into the den and locked the door behind him. Sergei followed suit and sauntered towards the desk that stood in the middle of the room, planting himself on it. He stared at Sergei and offered him a patronizing grin, “You should have been honest from the start, fucker. We could have avoided this.” He replied, giving his friend a jab to the arm.“Next time, don’t try to fucking strangle me before you hear me out. mudak(asshole).”Dimitri laughed, “There won’t be a next time. I think I’ve seen more than enough of Francesco de Leon.” He said, still disgusted by the man. Sergei nodded, then his expression got serious.During the confrontation with Dimitri yesterday, Sergei eventually came clean about everything. After his meeting in Chicago a few months ago, he met up with his brother, Sascha. They were the spitting image of one another, even though th
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