He jerks back as though he’s been struck. I’ve suspected it for days now, I was a few days late and somehow I just felt it. A smash of black brows come together over dark green eyes “The fuck? How?”Why do men always ask that particular question?How else does a woman become pregnant? If I wasn’t so weak I'd roll my eyes but that would take too much effort “You know how.” We’d been careful, I’d been adamant and against another baby. And Niko obliged me, sneaking in as much time around the kids to quench the raving hunger after months of nothing, as ever, his need was great, our passion explosive, a few times we got carried away and fumble the ball, it would be hard not to with his intensity, he looks at me and I go damp between my legs with need.it was those eyes.His scent.His electric touch that made me so hot for him.I wasn’t foolish enough to think that one time wasn’t enough. Miguel’s eyes a little wider than their normal size dropped to my middle. “You don’t look pregna
I felt much better after a quick shower and washing the vomit out of my hair. I smelled clean, my blood, warm. As he stated, Miguel has some toast, with butter melting all over it and a steaming cup of tea waiting for me. My belly grumbled and I was suddenly hungry I could have kissed him. I get to it immediately, I’m down on my second piece of toast, drawing back a long drink of tea. I hummed quietly, Miguel is really good at making tea, who would have guessed? “Here’s how it’ll be going forward" he started and I looked up. "We’ll share the chores, no heavy lifting for you, you can tell me what you’re comfortable with-“ “That’s okay," I said around a mouthful "I got it, besides, you have to do the security stuff, so I got the chores, I can handle it” I swallowed back, washing it down with a drink of tea. Mmm, it was really good, and my empty stomach thanked me for the much needed nutrition. Miguel blinked at me before “And you’ve done a good job so far." he paused "Which in
What is that they say? Time flies when you’re having fun, in my case when you're staying busy. The morning after splitting the chores with Miguel, I decided to do as he said and unpacked, in the untouched suitcase I found a few of my favorite novels and that wasn’t the most surprising, my iPad was tucked at the very bottom. I plugged in to see that my account had been logged out, and I nearly cried. We were so far out of civilization I couldn't connect to any public networks, with no internet, I couldn’t log back in. Miguel had a private connection one hidden by someone and I knew even if I managed to find it, it would be password protected. I was glad to have it though. I might have not been able to access the cloud but a lot of pictures and videos were saved on the media. Of the kids as babies, of Niko. I debated showing the twins, I felt selfish. I didn’t know what I would do if they started asking for him and he was nowhere to pacify them, and it would kill me if they d
It took three days for Miguel to make preparations and I got progressively bad, I felt so haggard and tired, like every ounce of strength I had was going into growing the baby in my womb, it didn’t help that I couldn’t keep anything down. I dressed the kids, in warm clothes because we were all going and put on a loose sundress. “You ready?” Miguels' voice came from the doorway. “Just a sec” I called back then tied the final knot on my shoe, yeah, I looked a mess but whatever. I touched the rose diamond resting on my collar bone, he should be here for this. I am reminded of his dedication to being present during every doctor's visit, holding my hand, just simply being there."Next time," I say to the silence nodding once.I joined them in the living room to see Miguel had the diaper bag I packed earlier and Caela on one arm she looked to be asleep, good, I preferred them to be asleep for the drive.I tightened the bun at the top of my head and lifted Angelo. “Remember the rules”“
"Breaking hearts already?" "I have no idea what you're talking about" he replied smoothly. I pitied the girl who fell in love with him, I honestly didn't know who was worse between him and Tommy. Thet could be so insensitive towards the female gender. I guess it was better than being womanizers. But some practice couldn't hurt, now that I know of Miguel's true origins, there would be an arrangement for him in the future. Not more than twenty minutes later, after some samples had been taken, we sat in the doctor's office, I had no idea what kind of magic Miguel pulled for all four of us to be allowed in but I was glad. The door opens and a middle-aged woman, her hair in a sleek knot at the nape of her neck, in a doctor's coat, different from the one who took my blood sample earlier, steps into the office. “Hello, I am Doctor Evans, I'll be your doctor this morning,” She said, walking around the table to take a seat. she picks up a file at the top of the pile sitting at the side o
NIKO -Months later... “Who can we count on?” Tommy asked his chin on his jaw. In front of me at the other side of the desk Matteo cleared his throat and the other turned to him, “Brenadi, Orisi, Ajello, the Sances are a given" he tips his head. With Chase one of my trusted enforcers the head of the Sances family, it was a given, I trusted him to keep his house in check, the others however, "The others will need more convincing" Matteo added voicing my exact thoughts. “That’s four out of twelve” Vincent grunted unable to hide his displeasure. “How can Valentina have eight over us, the bitch has been in Italy for almost three decades," Tommy growls. “Exactly, lots of families owe her favors, she ran this family before us with an iron fist and she never fully removed her claws while my brother was capo, that’s nearly four decades of loyalty from the New York families. "Enough time to amass a fortune's worth of secrets and debts to call in, moreover, a number of the men are too sca
LOLA I’ve been teaching my twins simple words and pointing out items around the house for them. I once read that kids need contact with other people and other kids to stimulate growth, and I’ve been doing what I can to fill that role. "Nana" Angel mumbled pointing at the banana when Miguel walked past eating a banana last night.It is also his favorite fruit. Micaela liked peaches.I also roped Miguel into watching some soap operas airing every evening with me so I’d have something to look forward to and someone to discuss with. Soap operas were always better when you had someone to discuss them with. He acts like he hates them but I swear he secretly enjoys them. He finds it hard to understand the motives of the main antagonists and often wonders why the ‘good guys’ give so many chances.No one is that inherently good. Miguel had said when the main female character got played for the fourth time in twenty episodes. It's plain stupidity. he added his two cents, I shook my head with
NIKO That evening I left using one of the hidden exist. There's a car parked under the bridge, I pull up behind it, leaving the engine still running as I look out the window, moments later a male form, wearing a black oversized coat blowing the wind takes long steps in my direction as far as his short legs can carry him, the side door opens and he drops down beside me, the smell of tobacco that follows him where ever he goes fills the car. I make no effort to his my frown. Excluding the fact that it was a shitty habit that kills the liver, I imagine it would make stealth impossible if they can smell you from a mile away. And I preferred to leave no traces, unless it was a warning that is. I have half the mind to ask him to exit my vehicle before he saturates it with his unpleasant smell but I need him tonight so I decided to play nice. “How did it go?” Martino Greco smacks his lips once, “Just as you expected boss, Maxim sent another offer, I did as you said while showing some