All Chapters of Unaccidental Mafia Bride : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

EGANHe walked up to Cassio Dante’s mansion gate and stretched out the identity card hanging around his neck.“I am here to check the gas.”The guard looked at him condescendingly, the way the rich looked at poor artisans. Had he looked down on people like that in Miami too? He could not remember. Maybe he had not even noticed their existence at all.“What’s your name? I haven't seen you here before.” The guard looked him over.“Bruno Alvares. I just started.”“What kind of gasman looks this way?” The guard started to say, when Primrose arrived and stopped her car at the gate. The guard left him, and went up to speak with her in the impressive Maserati Levante.“I need to see Cassio now.” She demanded in that strong voice of hers, and Egan forced his smile away.“Ma’am. Is he expecting you?”“Of course he is. Do you see this face?” She fired in spanish. “Do I look like the person to visit without an invitation?” “What? I don’t understand you.”Egan chuckled and hurried into the man

PRIMROSEWhen she opened her eyes, she was hanging upside down and she could smell gas. All the memories came to her in a rush. She gasped, and she looked down at her belly, feeling all over. But she was fine.She turned, but could not see Egan. He was out of her sight.She kicked the door again and again, and it fell out, hanging on the bottom hinges. She crawled out and closed her eyes for a few seconds to stabilize her dizzy head. She was already running around to check on Egan when she remembered his words.She paused, kicking her shoes off. The heels were broken anyway.The thought of just leaving him here was too painful, but her baby’s kicks brought her back to her senses. She started to back away. Her eyes traveled up to the top of the cliff they had fallen from, and saw the men. All dressed in black looking down. There had to be at least sixty people up there.The thought of what they might do to her when they caught her sent a shiver down her body. She spun around and r

PRIMROSE“Up,” Egan said, and she aimed for his chest. He blocked it, holding both his forearms together.“Up.” She punched again.“Down.” She aimed a punch at his belly button, but his hands were down already. “Give me a left.”She tried to punch the left side of his face, but he moved his head at the last second and her hand punched air. He smiled.“Left.” And they repeated the same dance. She was sweating, in a pair of shorts and sports bra, and moving around the boxing ring in their home gym with her ex-mafia husband.She doubted any pregnant woman had gotten it worse than her in history.“I need a break,” she said.“No, we will be done in ten more minutes.”“No pity for your pregnant wife?” She aimed a punch at his neck, but he tucked his chin in.“Wife? I only see my opponent. My opponent who is losing focus.” He punched her arm. She was slow to react, and the blow stung.“I don’t know any other thirty-week-pregnant women doing this,” she said, trying to pace her breathing so

“Does he know that you left the Mafia?” Prim asked as soon as Egan walked in a few hours later. She was showered, had eaten and was almost falling asleep.“He does,” Egan said, sitting on the floor by her side of the bed. He leaned his head against her belly. “I found out that the news that I left had not spread very far. Most people think I went into hiding from the police.”She gasped, and her hand that had been caressing his hair stopped.“Yes. I think it’s been Renzo all this time.”“And Cassio that one time,” she said.“I think Renzo tipped Cassio off. He is too much of a coward to face me,” Egan said. She resumed stroking his hair, as she thought back to all the events that happened earlier.Of course, a person would only send almost a hundred men after an enemy you feared deeply.“What’s your plan now?” she asked.“Confirm that Renzo is dead, and find a way to get us to a safe place. A place we will not have to run from again.”“Wait. Is that even possible?”“Yes. It is. Yo

Egan could not get Primrose to see reasons, or stop being angry with him before he left. She begged, and cried, and cursed, and then ignored him.As he zipped up his bag, he looked up at her. “Remember what I told you about the silver case.”“But you said you were coming back.” She turned angry red eyes at him. “Why would I need the silver case if you are coming back?”“Primrose.” he walked, and sat beside her. She turned angrily away from him. But when he took her hand, she hugged him, crying.“I will tease you non-stop about this behavior when I get back,” he said. She laughed, and cried as she hugged him tighter. As tightly as her big belly allowed.“I love you.” She moved her head to stare at him with those beautiful emerald eyes. His heart squeezed. This was all he had wanted in the almost two years they had been married. Would he get to enjoy this love he worked so hard for?“I love you too.” he gently ran his hand over her lips. She cried some more, and he wiped her tears