Lily's POV. A few days have passed since I was admitted to the hospital. And I have come to the conclusion that I hated hospitals.The boring white walls and tasteless food was starting to irritate me, thankfully I will be discharged today. Carla, Vita, Rico and even Antonio were the only company I had. They kept me company throughout the day. I think Antonio and I have agreed to be civil to each other because he wasn't scowling at me every second of the day. I appreciated their company, because if not for them, I would be drowning in my biggest fears. The doctor had told me about the risk of losing my baby or having a premature birth and I try to put up a cool facade with them. But they saw right through it when I would space out during our conversation. Vincenzo has been checking up on me too. But he never stayed to talk to me. He would only inquire about my health and ask if I needed anything before leaving. It hurts me that he isn't speaking to me, but I know it's all my faul
Lily's POV. The months flew by quickly and before I knew it, It was already nine months. Within this past two months my belly grew bigger that I couldn't see my feet when I stood. Sleeping has become so uncomfortable, I just never seem to find a comfortable position to lay in. My hormones have been all over the place, but the Romano's never complained about it. Penny and I have been talking more often during the past few months. Vincenzo has been extra protective of me, and it became worse when the doctor announced that I could go into labor anytime. He never let me walk down the stairs alone and if he wasn't there to do it, Vee would do it. He has decided to forgive his sister for not telling him about the bleeding, it would be unfair to forgive me and still be angry with her. So far, there haven't been attacks from his rival. It was peaceful but I didn't forget about it. I knew it was the calm before the storm. Everyone did. The security were still intact and the soldiers were a
Two hours passed by painfully slow. I've been pushing and pushing and at some I felt like I was about to fall apart. The pain was so intense that I didn't think I could do it anymore. Beads of sweat broke out of my forehead. My hair was a mess and the nurses are urging me to continue pushing. "Push!" I ground my teeth as I pushed again and collapsed on the bed breathing heavily. "Please get Vincenzo. I don't . . . think I can do this." I gasped as another strong contraction hit me. "I'll go get him." One of the nurses said and got out of the room. "You have to continue pushing. Your husband will be here any minute." If we were in another situation, I would've corrected her. But all I wanted to do right now was get this damn baby out of me. A few moments later, the nurse returned with Vincenzo trailing behind her. He came to my side and held my hands giving it a comforting squeeze, he gently brushed my hair from my forehead. Tears blurred my vision as another contraction hit the p
Lily's POV. I woke up to the sight of Vincenzo carrying our sleeping son. I watched quietly as he gazed at Leandre with a soft expression on his face. The sleeping baby squirmed and nuzzled gently into his father's chest. Vincenzo finally turned to me and smiled gently in my direction causing my heart to beat a little faster in my chest. "Have you been awake for long?" I shook my head. "I was enjoying the view." I admitted sheepishly. "I -" His words were interrupted by a shrill cry. For such a small baby, Andre had the lungs of an adult. Vincenzo winced a little at the sound making me chuckle. I scooped him into my arms. I made myself conformable by sitting up with my back straight and lap flat. I loosened the hospital gown a little enough to bring out my breasts. He immediately stopped crying and latched on my nipple. Vincenzo watched me with dark eyes and that was when I realized my other breast was bare. I quickly covered it up blushing in embarrassment. "Now now, you don'
Lily's POV. “You look tired.” A voice announced from the doorway. I looked up to find Nicolas, Vincenzo's best friend standing in the doorway. Did I mention that he came to Italy a day after my delivery? It's been six weeks since I was discharged from the hospital and taken back to the mansion. Things has been going smoothly, it was oddly calm. The realization that this could be the calm before the storm, frightens me. But the journey into motherhood was one I hadn't expected, exhaustion weighed heavily on my shoulders as Andre finally fell asleep in my arms. He's been crying non stop since dawn of the day and the instant his head touched the mattress, his eyes would pop open and he would scream with all his might. After several attempts of putting him to bed and failing, I realized he only wanted to sleep in my arms. I would have considered it a sweet gesture if my arms weren't currently sore and numb from carrying him in my arms. The past one month and two weeks had been hell fo
Lily's POV. I had been sitting on the bench in the garden, staring off at the beautiful scene and breathing in the scent of flowers. Leandre was peacefully napping in his room after nursing him and putting him to bed, thankfully he didn't protest. I couldn't help but replay the kiss Vincenzo and I shared, it was stuck in my head like glue. I was shocked at the way I practically threw myself at him, how quickly I responded to his punishing kiss. My lips tingled at the thought. If we weren't interrupted by Leandre's cry, I wonder what would have happened. I had wanted him at that moment, and as much as I hated it, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. The fact that I haven't had sex in so long definitely made it worse. I would have desperately begged him to fuck me... I shuddered at the thought. I couldn't deny that I missed the feeling of his body pressed against mine, our naked bodies moving in rhythm as he fucked me to oblivion and — “I knew I would find you here, slut.” A fem
Lily's POV. “Don't. you. dare. touch. me.” I clenched my teeth, stopping myself from breaking down in front of him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You were fine a couple of minutes ago.” He growled looking extremely angry. “Why don't you go ask your bitch of a fiancé?” I spat. “Fiancé? What the hell are you talking about?” He asked, looking genuinely confused. I ignored him and begun walking up the stairs. If he was going to pretend, then fine, I wasn't going to put up with his bullsh*t anymore. He was right on my tail. “Don't you fucking walk away from me, Lillian.” He said angrily. “Tell me what the fuck is wrong and we can settle this like reasonable adults.” I walked towards my bedroom, and before I could slam it shut, Vincenzo caught the door with his foot and forced himself into my bedroom, he locked the door and turned to face me looking extremely pissed. He was about to talk, but I beat him to it. “Get out.” I snapped. He didn't leave, instead he walked towar
Lily's POV. I froze. The first thing that came to my mind was that my baby was all alone in his crib. I grabbed the first cloth I could find and put it on and scrambled to the door. Vincenzo grabbed a gun that I had no idea was under the bed and we immediately rushed outside. I quickly made my way to our son's room, the room was open and in disarray and what I saw next scared the living daylight out of me. Andre's cot was empty, as was the rest of the room. The color drained from my face and my hands shook in fear. I walked inside the room and searched everywhere, I even went as far as checking the bathroom. Empty. My baby was nowhere to be found. And I did the next thing that came to my mind. I screamed. Vincenzo burst into the room, looking ready to kill. When he saw the empty cot and the terrified expression on my face, his face grew emotionless. My hands trembled. “He's gone. M-my baby- where...?” My voice came out strained as a choked sob ripped from my lips. I fell to the