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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 352.
“Remember,” Suzi said as Max opened her door, “no threatening anyone before cake.”Max adjusted his shirt. “Depends who shows up.”“Max,” she warned, giving him the look.He offered her his arm. “Fine. But if there’s a boy, I’m talking to him.”“Shouldn’t Lucas be more bothered by it since it’s his sister?” Suzi asked.“Oh, he will be bothered by this too, trust me. But we are all protective of Sky. All the girls in our family really,” Max said.Inside, the house was already alive with noise. Music thumped faintly from the back patio, kids darted between rooms, and someone yelled for more ice.“Suzi!” Sky shrieked and bolted over, nearly knocking Suzi off her feet.“Happy birthday!” Suzi laughed, hugging her. “Look at you. You’re stunning.”Sky spun once, showing off the sleek black dress. “Seventeen,” she said proudly.Max’s brow furrowed. “Too grown up.”Sky rolled her eyes. “Hi, Max. Please try to smile tonight. At least once.”“This is my smile,” Max said.Daphne followed Landon i
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 351. Birthday Party
In the morning, Suzi sat at the kitchen island with a bowl of cereal… and a pint of mint chocolate chip on standby.Valerie was across from her, sipping coffee and eyeing the ice cream. “Really, Suzi? For breakfast?”“It has calcium,” Suzi said primly, spooning both cereal and ice cream in the same bite. “The baby likes variety.”Max stalked in shirtless, hair messy, looking like he hadn’t slept at all. He set a stack of nursery wallpaper samples down on the counter like they were battle plans. “This one,” he growled, stabbing a finger at the pale blue option.“No,” Suzi said without even looking. “The baby will want green.”“The baby doesn’t care about paint colors.”Suzi turned her spoon on him like a weapon. “The baby told me.”Valerie choked on her coffee.Max pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering something in Italian that was probably unholy. Then, louder: “Fine. But not the one with ducks. I draw the line at ducks.”Suzi gasped. “What’s wrong with ducks? They’re wholesome!”
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 350. Ice Cream
Six months later…Max was dead asleep when something jabbed into his ribs.“Max,” Suzi whispered, then nudged him harder. “Max. Wake up.”He groaned, rolling halfway onto his stomach. “Little rabbit, it’s four in the morning. Go back to sleep.”“I can’t.”He cracked one bleary eye open. “Bad dream?”“No.” She sat up, rubbing her round belly with both hands. “I need ice cream.”Max blinked. “…Ice cream?”“Not just any ice cream.” Her eyes narrowed, deadly serious. “That mint chocolate chip from that place downtown with the sprinkles they make fresh. I can taste it, Max. My whole body is screaming for it.”He buried his face into the pillow with a groan. “We bought six tubs of ice cream yesterday.”“That was yesterday. The baby wants this one today.”Max peeked up at her, and despite the bags under his eyes, a crooked grin tugged at his mouth. “So the baby has expensive taste already. Great. Just like his mother.”Suzi swatted his shoulder. “Don’t make jokes, I’m dying.”Max sat up, rak
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 349. Stay Here
Max’s arm never loosened around Suzi as he guided her toward the door, his body shielding hers from the broken lights and blood-streaked floor. Landon stayed a step ahead, scanning every shadow, and Antonio followed close behind, his eyes sharp, making sure Ricci didn’t spring back from the darkness.Suzi sucked in a breath like she hadn’t taken one in hours. Max’s hand tightened at her side, steadying her when her knees threatened to give.“I’ve got you,” he whispered again, almost like a vow, his lips brushing the top of her head. She leaned into him, his warmth made her sleepy.The black car was already waiting at the curb, Nico behind the wheel, his expression grim. Landon opened the back door, but Max didn’t wait. He scooped Suzi up in his arms, ignoring the protests of his battered body.“Max—” she started, startled by the sudden lift.“Shh.” His grip only tightened. “Let me.”Suzi’s cheek pressed against his chest, her tears soaking into his shirt as the steady beat of his he
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 348. Go Home
Suzi stumbled back against the wall, her wrists still bound, her chest rising in panicked gasps. She called out, “Max!”Ricci clawed at Max’s arm, nails digging into raw skin, but the man didn’t budge. He was pale, beaten, yet he was relentless, fury and love pouring through every fiber of him.“You think you can take her from me?” Max growled, his forehead pressed close to Ricci’s. “You think you can threaten my wife? My child?” His grip tightened, knuckles whitening. Ricci’s vision blurred at the edges.Max slammed him again into the wall. The plaster cracked behind Ricci’s head, dust raining down. He choked, gasping for air, his legs kicking out uselessly against the ground.“You picked the wrong man to test,” Max said, his voice low, guttural, shaking with restraint he barely had left.Landon’s voice carried from behind, sharp but controlled. “Max! Don’t kill him…”Ricci gagged, spittle at the corner of his lips, his fingers clawing for the knife on the floor but coming up short.
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 347. Come With Me
No one else spoke. Landon’s eyes waited on Ricci. Even Suzi, bound and barely moving, looked at Ricci the way teachers used to in the hallway: with a kind of tired disappointment that made him itch. He hated it.“I’m not a kid,” Ricci spat, swinging the blade toward the nearest threat—Antonio, who didn’t so much as blink. “You’re gonna take me seriously,” Ricci hissed. His voice cracked on the last word, and his heart hammered so loud he was sure they could hear it.“You’re scared,” Max said. He didn’t sound cruel. If anything, there was something gentle in how he said it, which only pissed Ricci off more. “Let her go, Ricci.”The blade trembled in Ricci’s hand, pressed against Suzi’s skin. Her chest rose and fell fast, but her eyes weren’t on him. They were locked on Max, and that was worse than any insult.“I said back up!” Ricci barked, his voice breaking around the edges.Max didn’t move. His hands stayed open, his steps slow. “You want me, Ricci. Not her.”Ricci’s heart hammered.
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