The Don’s Surprise Baby

Riccardo's POV. "You might want to go straight to the point, Massimo. I do not have time to play these games with you right now." It wasn't hard to tell that I was already getting pissed off. It was only a matter of time before burst out in anger and just so you know, it is not always a pretty sight. We have been in this meeting for more than fifty minutes now if my time is accurate and these people have been saying the same thing over and over again in twisted words. None of them has gone straight to the point. "What we are trying to say, Riccardo is that you need an heir and you need it fast." That was Roberto, the eldest man in the entire Italian mafia and my late father's trusted advisor. He has always been and will always remain that one person that doesn't cower in my presence. "Correct me if I am wrong, Roberto, you want me to get a heir?" I asked softly. I couldn't raise my voice at him now, could I?"Yes." He answered. I nodded slowly pretending like I was interested in t

Riccardo's POV.It has been a while since I used the gym room so I woke up today and decided to do a little workout before I attend to the shit that has probably piled up on my table. I have been at it for close to an hour now or more, I can't tell cause I lost track of time already and I was enjoying myself a little too much to care. Four days later and I am yet to hear a word from Enzo. I trust him to be doing his work and I am not going to admit that the silence on his end is a little bit deafening. I want to get this task over and done with. How hard can it be to find a woman anyways? It couldn't be that heard. There is also the fact that I haven't heard from Roberto since the day he dropped that bomb on me, he just disappeared off the face of the earth and that is disturbing too but you won't see me admitting that either. I increased the speed of the treadmill in an attempt to clear my thoughts. I have better things to do than to be thinking about Roberto's empty but not-so-emp

Emilia's POV. I have been trying to get Aria ready for our date with Aiden but she wasn't having it. She has rejected every single dress I have picked out for her. It was either too tight or too heavy or too itchy. All of a sudden she seems to have different excuses to not put on her dress. She even claimed her favorite dress was too boring. I went into her closet again and picked out one of my favorite dresses of hers. It was purple and had this huge bow thing at the back and tiny sparkling diamonds on the sleeves and the neck side. I believe this dress is not too heavy, itchy, or too tight and it wasn't tight either. Although I am looking forward to the excuse the little chit will come up with this time around. I walked out of the closet and found her typing away on her phone. "Put down the phone and come try this dress on. I am pretty sure you will love this one." I tried to infuse as much excitement as I could into my voice. She put down the phone and walked up to where I was

Emilia's POV. I think I once mentioned that I have imagined different scenarios of Ric showing up one day. You have no idea how wild my imagination has gotten and the ridiculous scenes I came up with in my head but nothing, nothing prepared me for this and I definitely did not see this coming. All of a sudden, the ridiculousness of his statement seemed to melt my anxiousness and fear away."Do you mind repeating that?" I asked him. "I don't repeat myself, Princess." He said. He has used close to three different endearments in the space of forty minutes. I don't know this man well enough. Apart from today, we have spent only twelve hours together and we spent a good part of that time doing unholy things to ourselves— things that I remember vividly like it happened yesterday. I know the things he is capable of, I have heard things and seen a good amount of unflattering things about him in the news. I know the kind of crowd he moves with, the kind of thing he does, and just how dange

Emilia's POV. So much for wanting to sleep my morning away, I could not even sleep the entire night. I kept tossing and turning and reaching out to Aria just to make sure she was still in bed with me. I managed to doze off for a bit but I soon woke up when I had a really short dream that Aria was taken away from me- I know it wasn't a dream but rather my fears and mind were busy playing a sick game with me. I did not bother trying to sleep after that and just stayed awake the entire night with Aria sleeping in my arms. Asides from my fear that Ric might take my baby away from me, there is the fact that I have to tell Aria about him. I don't even know how to go about it. I didn't expect this day to come so soon. I didn't even expect Ric to show up at my door. I have always known that it won't take him much to find me that is if he ever looked for me. I wasn't very worried about him finding me though because he was way too drunk that night that I doubt he even remembered what happened