Semua Bab NORA: THE MAFIA QUEEN; THE ALPHA'S MATE: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Camiila’s POV Silence enveloped the room. I gently walked towards Cassandra, playing the confused, hurt wife. “That’s Impossible?” I asked, titling my head innocently. “What do you mean? Are you saying I can’t be pregnant? Why? Are you not happy for me?” Cassandra’s lips parted open, but no word came out. She gripped tightly onto the hem of her dress, with her eyes anxiously travelling to Steve and then back to me. “I....... I didn’t mean it that way, Mrs. Smith,” she stammered, swallowing hard. “I was just surprised........ You know, after the countless failed IVF treatments and your health condition............” she traileed off and then gasped when she realized she had shot herself in the leg. My failed IVFs? My health condition? Didn’t she think before opening her mouth? That information was what only Steve and I knew. “My failed IVF treatments? My health condition?” I smirked; my arms folded on my chest. “And how did you get to know about all these because the last time

Nora/Camilla’s POV Forest burning- me surrounded by wolves. I was knelt in a circle, clutching tightly onto the lifeless body of a child held in my arms. Tears, screams, lightning and then ....... to the garden once again. There she was- that little girl. But that time around, she wasn’t calling out to me to run. She was standing in the garden with tears in her eyes, gently mouthing the words- “Mummy, save me.” My father was behind her, holding her captive with a knife held to her neck. He had this sinister smile on his face- a smile which screamed dominance, victory, and ruthlessness. “Bid her goodbye.” my father’s cruel voice boomed, letting out mischievous laughter. “No ...... No.......” I shook my head violently, trying to stop him- struggling to save her. I tried to move, but I couldn’t. It felt like my feet were glued to the spot- rooted in failure and loss. “Don’t do this,” I begged with desperation, tears streaming down my eyes. “Take me, instead. Please!!” But I

Nora/Camilla's POV. “Ma’am ....” Cassandra stammered, trailing off- her voice barely audible. “I’m still waiting, Cassandra. We don’t have all day and remember; you are still going to feed me. My baby is quite hungry,” I replied, sipping my juice with my other hand resting on my belly. Her lips trembled with her fists clenched by her sides. For a moment, I thought she was going to scream, snap at me and reveal their little secret- but instead, she slowly got on her knees. Tears welled up in her eyes, but I didn’t care. I was unmoved, because I shed more than that when I discovered her betrayal. She leaned forward; her elbows resting on the floor like a dog who was preparing to devour a bone. Her lips hovered on the food and just as she was about to savor it, Steve interrupted once again. “Enough, Camilla. You’re going overboard,” he growled, hitting the table. A loud noise erupted from the hit, but I didn’t flinch. I just stared at him- undisturbed. “What are you doing,

Nora/Camilla’s POV I was in my car driving back home when my phone rang. It was Jarvis who had called. She putting a call through to me meant only one thing- that Cassandra was up to something again. To avoid being suspected, I had told Jarvis not to discuss anything related to the couple with me in the house. She was only allowed to communicate with me on the phone. “Hello, Jarvis. How are you doing? Is anything the problem?” I asked immediately I picked up the call. “I am fine, Ma’am. It's about Cassandra. She has assigned me yet another task. But this time around, you are not her target- but the child in your womb,” she revealed, her voice very low that I had to listen keenly before I could hear her. “What did she ask you to do this time around?” I asked, unbothered. “She gave me an abortion pill some minutes ago and instructed me to add it to the juice you will be taking during dinner,” Jarvis informed. Cassandra was one animal in human form. Despite my threat, she

Camilla/Nora’s POV We clubbed till midnight and when everyone was tired, we decided to call it a night. Steve and I tucked Anthony, who was already asleep, into bed and then we headed up the stairs to our room. “Well, that was a blast baby girl. I love how you rocked your body on mine while on the dance floor. Pregnancy has got nothing on you,” Steve, who was a little bit tipsy, but could still reason well, teased, tickling me. I chuckled; my hand held in his as we walked side-by-side. “You know, once a baddie, always a baddie. This baby can’t stop me from enjoying myself,” I said, swaying my waist in front of him. He burst into laughter. “Damn!” he smacked my buttocks. “Please, take it easy on me before you arouse my little friend down here,” he said, pointing to his thing. “Maybe I should just make him rise,” I teased, glaring at him daringly. Seductively, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to me. I slowly ran my index finger from his nose- down to his lips and