36. Don't be Scared

Madison

There are too many emotions within me to count. My head is spinning in circles, and I'm honestly so damn confused I don't even know how to feel.

Can anyone blame me, though?

My boyfriend is a murderer—a freaking mafia boss—who killed and kept my abusive ex-boyfriend in his freezer at the restaurant where I work. I'm pregnant with his baby, and here I am, about to share a bed with him.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry about the situation. Victor terrifies me, but there is also this sick little part of my brain that finds him sexy.

"I'm going to take a shower," Victor announces while grabbing the hem of his t-shirt. "You can join me if you want, but if you rather stay here, that's fine too. Just don't try to run, Maddie. That won't end well."

I sit down at the edge of the bed, arms crossed over my chest as I scowl up at his handsome face. He is very attractive, and at this moment, I hate him for it.

Beautiful bastard.

My face hardens. "Does Stanley know who and what you are?