All Chapters of The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Riley anxiously fiddled with a loose thread on her shirt, her heart racing as she waited for River's response. His intense gaze was fixed on her, his lips pressed together in an unreadable expression. She had thought it would be better to be honest about her feelings, but now she second-guessed herself.Keeping her emotions bottled up was like a torture of its own. Ever since that unexpected kiss, she couldn't get him out of her mind.His touch, his scent, his voice - they all lingered in her thoughts like a sweet addiction. She had barely slept the night before, consumed by thoughts of him. And when she woke up this morning, she could hardly contain her excitement at the thought of seeing him again and being able to take care of him.Even when he was being grumpy and mean, she found herself wanting to kiss him again. The memory of his soft lips on hers made her pulse quicken and her cheeks flush with desire."You can't like me," he finally said. His voice sounded rough.She tilted her

River’s eyes widened at the threat. “Are you insane?” he growled, his fierce gaze locked on Riley’s mischievous face.“I might be,” Riley said, her smile unwavering as she held the spoon steadily in front of his pressed lips.For a long, tense moment, they stared each other down, neither willing to back off. River’s mind raced, trying to decide if she was bluffing or crazy enough to actually go through with it. The determined glint in her eye suggested the latter.Finally, with an exasperated huff, River opened his mouth, allowing Riley to guide the spoon inside. The warm, savory broth hit his tongue, and he had to admit, it tasted pretty good. Not that he’d ever tell her that.Riley’s triumphant grin only irked him further. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” she cooed, already scooping up another spoonful.“I hate you,” River muttered, but there was no real venom in his words.“Aw, I hate you too,” Riley replied cheerfully, undeterred by his surly demeanor. “Now, open up for the cho

Someone was shaking Riley. Her eyes snapped open, and she saw Lucas looming over her, his small hands insistent on her shoulders.“Riley, Riley, wake up!” His voice pierced the early morning stillness with a pitch that could only belong to a child who had discovered something marvelous.Blinking away the fog of unconsciousness, Riley propped herself on one elbow and peered up into Lucas’ face.“Lucas? What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice gravelly with sleep.“Pan-cakes!” he exclaimed. “You gotta come see! They are huge with strawberries on top this time!”Her pulse slowed down. It wasn’t an emergency—it was breakfast.Pancakes.A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “You are right. I should get up.”“Sorry, Riley. I wanted to let you sleep, but I couldn’t stop Lucas,” Tiffany said. She was standing by the door with a guilty expression on her face.“Come on, Riley!” Lucas tugged at her sleeve.Riley looked down at herself and hesitated. “I don’t know if this is appropriate for break

Riley's eyes fluttered open as she felt herself being lifted off the plush comfort of River's bed. Confused and disoriented, she tried to piece together what was happening.Her body was being moved without her consent, but surely River wouldn't kick her out of his bed like this? Was it morning already? Had he finished with her and now wanted her gone?God...he could've at least waited until morning.Her arms wrapped tightly around his strong neck, pulling her closer to him as he carried her with ease. She could feel the heat radiating off of his bare skin, warming her own naked body. Despite the soreness and aching all over, she couldn't help but relax into his embrace.Through the haze of sleep, Riley tried to clear her mind, but it was like swimming against a thick current. As River carried her, she buried her face in the curve of his neck, taking in his scent - a blend of musk and pine that was both familiar and intoxicating. It calmed her racing thoughts and somehow made everythin

The door slammed shut with a deep thud, the force of it shaking the entire room. Riley's angry footsteps could be heard as she stormed into River's room."Riley," he growled through gritted teeth on the other side of the door."Go away, River. I am not leaving," Riley retorted, her voice laced with fury and determination.River jiggled the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge. The door was locked. "Open this damn door, Riley," he commanded."No," she spat back."Open it or I'll break it down," River threatened, his voice low and dangerous."Don't even think about it. This door is solid oak," she challenged."Try me," River said, his tone daring her to test him.The door flew open, and River was met with Riley's tearful face. "You can't make me go with Frank."River's eyes flashed with a mix of frustration and something softer, more conflicted. He took a deep breath, trying to control his anger as he looked at Riley, who was standing defiantly in front of him."Why are you so stubborn?" Riv