Matteo POV~ After seeing Sofia in the state she was in, I couldn't think straight anymore. I left the hospital in a rush and went back to my house. When I got home, I headed straight to my office. I didn't want any disturbance, I poured myself a cup of billionaire vodka. I emptied the glass as I thought back to everything that happened in less than 24 hours. When I went to Sofia's house, my intention was to see her one last time and erase the unwanted feeling that was starting to form then head back to italy, my permanent resident. I didn't expect to find out about her pregnancy or that she was carrying twins that are possibly mine. If the children were mine, I didn't know what I was going to do because I didn't plan on having kids till the next 5 years or maybe even more. Fuck! What was I going to do about the situation. I came to America for work only, I only planned on staying here for three weeks then head back to italy after the job was done and successful. I

Matteo POV~ Why did she always have to provoke me? Damn. I knew when I went to her house she wasn't just going to come with me but I didn't plan on taking her out of her home unconscious although that was the only way. I took her unconscious body in my arm and went to my car. I drove out of there immediately because the drug was only going to last for at least 2 hours and the drive to my house was 1hr 40 mins drive. I didn't want her waking up in the car and causing a scene. I got to the house in time and took her straight to my bedroom because I knew she would wake up any moment now. I laid her on the bed and tucked her in, I left the room after some minutes and locked the door ordering some guards to guide her room incase she woke up and I wasn't there to calm her down. I went straight to the kitchen area and ordered some maids to prepare something for her when she woke up.After giving instructions, I went to my office to calm my head. I removed my tux and laid m

SOFIA'S POV~ I quickly followed Matteo, I didn't even get the time to admire the interior decor of the mansion because of his large strides and I had to catch up with him. We finally stepped out and that took like forever because we had to make so many turns and go down so many steps that my legs actually hurt. We walked to his garage and he ushered me into his car. I halted my steps as my mouth gaped and my eyes almost bulged out of its socket as I stared at his Bugatti La Voiture Noire latest model. I couldn't move from my spot as I thought I was dreaming, I only saw that online and never cared because I knew I would never in my life be able to afford it but now, I stared shocked at this in front of my eyes. “Are we going to stay here any longer or are you going to move your ass here” Matteo stated irritatedly as I notice I've been standing here for 5mins with my mouth widely open and my eyes almost out, but who wouldn't? I didn't get to see this everyday. “Come on n

Matteo pov~ I woke up due the announcement of the plane landing, I checked the time and it was 7pm so I woke Sofia up. I couldn't believe we slept for four hours, especially Sofia, she slept the most on the plane maybe it because of her being pregnant."Hey, we're landing now" I whispered softly into her ears making her to shiver. "What?" she asked still dazed. " We just arrived, you should get yourself ready" I mumbled while I stood up waiting for her to be fully be awake. She got up, went to the washroom to do her business while I waited for her. She came out of the washroom looking better than she did when she woke up but still looked tired. "I'm ready now" she mumbled tiredly as she rubbed her eyes, we headed out of the bedroom. Santi stood by the entrance of the plane with our luggages beside him, we moved towards him and left the plane together as some guards immediately rushed towards us to take the luggages.There was a total of six different cars waiting

Sofia pov~ Today made it a week since I lost one of my babies, I've tried by best to distract myself from everything and the negativities but when I was locked up in this bedroom by my over protective baby father and I had nothing else to do but to lie sleep and think, I guess that'd just lead me into depression. I'd constantly thinking bout my parents and my life back home, it just made me feel like sleeping and not waking. I tried to convince Matteo of giving me a phone to inform my worried parents and friends but he plainly refused without giving me any reasons and before I could stress the issue further, he'd just leave halfway and lock the door on his way out. I gave up on trying to convince him so I created a routine for myself that make me not think too much and would also not endanger my baby in anyway; I wake up in the morning, have a throw up session, do my business in the bathroom, have breakfast then go back to bed. I wake up for lunch, after lunch I go back