Semua Bab Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King: Bab 241 - Bab 250

SaraI had been more than happy to step in and tell Sebastian that getting out of the life was pretty much all my idea. I saw no reason why Jaxon should have to explain to that guy why he wanted out when I was prepared to do the explaining for both of us. I just got lucky that he happened to agree with my assessment of the situation. It was a shame that Cesar's life had ended the way it had. And while I didn't blame Jaxon for his death, I also didn't want our own family to have any type of similar situation in the coming years. The idea of my own child someday dismissing the violent death of their sibling with a cold shrug filled me with horror. That was not going to happen in my own family, not ever. I would make certain of it. "Baby, are you still angry with me?" he asked tentatively, his brow furrowed in concern. "I know, I should have listened to you, and I'm sorry. I don't know how to make it up to you." I actually wasn't mad at my husband, not anymore. Nobody was perfect,

SaraDespite having gone to bed at a decent hour, I felt more tired and groggier than usual. I dragged myself into the bathroom as I wiped the sleep from my eyes. As I looked at my own reflection I started to feel a bit queasy. Before I knew what was happening, I threw up a bit into the sink. I wiped my mouth and rinsed it out with mouthwash before looking at myself again. I didn’t feel right, but something about this feeling was familiar. I paused for a moment and then had a sudden realization. I stared at my reflection again with wide eyes. I felt excited, hopeful, anxious and nervous. I threw on some clothes quickly and headed downstairs. Jaxon was waiting in the kitchen, reading the paper and drinking coffee. "Well you slept kind of late, how are you feeling?" he asked, half in concern and half teasing. I smiled weakly at him. "I’m actually feeling a little sick. I think I’m going to stay home today," I answered. I moved to make myself a cup of coffee but thought better

Sara"It’s not quite official yet. I still have a final meeting to do with Antonio and our team. But don’t worry, it’s happening. We have nothing to worry about," he answered. I leaned into him feeling a huge sense of relief. I could feel tears springing to my eyes again and I sighed. "What is it?" he asked, petting my hair and holding me close to him. "I’m just not sure I’m going to get used to all these wild mood swings and high emotions," I admitted. He chuckled. "I’m sure you will eventually. It’s going to keep happening." I took another long breath. "Yeah, nine months of this crazy, unstable Sara. Are you sure you’re ready?" I teased. He laughed quietly. "Well, it’ll be more than nine months. The first year or so with the baby will be difficult as well. Not really sleeping, high emotions, all that but it’ll be worth it. I’m completely ready. I’m ready for anything as long as I’m with you." I suddenly felt a bit more panicked. Of course, I knew it wouldn’t be all

Sara"Alright, so everything is a go?" Jaxon asked, loudly in his office. I could hear the voice on the other end but not clear enough to decipher what they were saying. Jaxon waited a moment before laughing out loud. "Yeah, thanks for that." Pause. "This has been truly helpful. Thank you so much." Jaxon hung up the phone and I quickly pushed open the doors into his office. He looked at me like a deer in headlights. "Sara, what’s going on, honey?" he asked, closing his computer screen. "What was that call about? What are you working on?" I demanded. I moved over to the chair, struggling with the weight of my growing belly. Jaxon looked immediately concerned, but I waved him off. "It’s fine, I’m fine. I’m just not used to carrying so much weight. Who were you talking to on the phone?" I asked again. Jaxon’s expression turned sheepish. "I was just talking to James. It was just a quick conversation about legal things," he answered. His voice was a tad shaky and I could tell he

Sara"I can’t believe she’s five months old. The time goes by so quickly," I whispered. I held Camilla in my arms while she slept and Jaxon finished ordering our food through room service. When he finished he turned back to me and Camilla. He kissed her forehead and my cheek. "She looks just as beautiful as when she first came to us," he replied. "She looks like her mother." I smiled. I thought she was still too little to really look like anyone. She just looked like a tiny baby. But I loved her so much. I knew that would never change, no matter what she grew up to look like. "Do you think this was a mistake? I mean she’s really too little to do anything or enjoy anything," I questioned. Jaxon laughed. "This isn’t really for her, although Doctor Welsh says that the lights, colors and sound are good for her development. This is really for us so we can have a nice vacation and figure out what that means when we have Camilla." I smiled and nodded. I pulled out the map and l