All Chapters of The Mob Boss’s Girl: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Luca Laura won’t talk to me. She’s been in the room for too long. She won’t even have lunch. I decided to not say anything else to her. I know she has to calm down. We can discuss things again when she’s calmer. I’m upset. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. Things were going well. Things were fucking great just this morning before I left for work. Waking up with her beside me was amazing. I pressed my nose against her neck as I took her from behind, and everything felt perfect. Her warmth. Her scent. Her moans. They were music to my ears. It felt right. At that moment, I saw myself doing that every single day until the day I died. I was looking forward for that to happen every day. To love her and be with her before I went to work. It gave me strength. It made me want to work harder and better. My day was going great before Priscilla decided to show up and ruin everything. I don’t eat the food the chef has prepared. I don’t have the stomach for it. I can’t eat while Laura is i

Luca Laura's pregnant. I can't say that I wasn't hoping that wouldn't happen. I actually was. I've been meaning to be a father for some time now, and honestly, I couldn't be more excited. When she first told me, I sensed that she wasn't happy about it. There was something about her demeanor that suggested that she was upset. I catch her staring at the wall sometimes, or at the table. She gets distracted more easily. I'm sure she's thinking about the pregnancy. We haven't told anyone yet. I know what happens if I share this news with my family. I wouldn't mind taking the final step with her, but will she? I don't know. So much has happened recently. I want her to have time to process this. Most importantly, I want her to be happy. This is about her more than it is about me. I have a short meeting with my father later today regarding the shares those people want to buy. He needs to tell me if he agrees to their offer before we seal the deal. It's the perfect opportunity to break th

"How's my favorite preggie doing?" Brett asks as soon as I answer the phone. I can't help but smile as I pop a grape in my mouth. "I don't feel pregnant yet, you know? It's just normal. I won't even lie."He chuckles and says, "You're just a cold-hearted bitch. My mother said that she could feel me from the second she found out that she was pregnant.""You haven't considered the fact that maybe she lied?" Victoria asks. I can tell from the sound of her voice that she's looking for a fight with Brett. "My mother said she didn't feel me either.""Well, that's you," he says with a sigh. "I'm different, then. Maybe those babies are the most magnificent and remarkable ones."I frown. "You're saying my baby won't be remarkable?""How can you say that?""I'm not saying the baby won't be remarkable!" he exclaims. "I'm saying that I was! Jesus! Give it a rest, you two! Stop being so annoying! Just stop!"I giggle and Victoria does the same. She then says, "I can't believe that we didn't get t

The wedding ceremony was absolutely beautiful. It was only Luca's family, mine, and Brett and Victoria. We didn't need a lot of people there. I've learned during all of this that Luca doesn't necessarily have a lot of friends. He has people he is very well acquainted with, but no close friends. He doesn't let anyone get close enough to him, because there's a side to him that he only shows the people he loves and he needs to keep it protected. It's too tender to be exposed to the world. I consider myself to privileged to be loved by him. He takes care of the people he loves. He knows how to love. I said yes with tears in my eyes. I didn't think I'd cry, but I did. Everything feel so official now. We're finally married. I'm his wife, not his fiancée. It's strange to think that I became his wife without having been his girlfriend first. It's just one of the many thoughts I had when he slipped the wedding band on my finger. We kissed and he held me for the longest time. I was hesitant

It took everything within me to come here. I park outside the apartment building. I stare at the third floor. The windows are all closed. It's hard to imagine her in there, in my apartment. Polluting my sacred space with her negative energy and bad intentions. I climb out of the car. I don't allow myself to think. She wants this to end, we can end it now. I've hidden behind people for far too long now, and look what has happened. I can't let anyone else die because she's targeting me. That's cruel. I'm just as bad as her if I let such a thing happen. I didn't tell Luca. I didn't tell anyone I was coming here. I'm unarmed. I didn't call for help. There is no plan. There is just me. Me and her. As it's supposed to be. I close the door and take a deep breath before entering the building. The sun is starting to set and the sky looks beautiful; too beautiful for such a thing to be happening. The oranges and the purples are magnificent. I'll never forget the way the sky looked when I con