All Chapters of Secret Child For Ruthless Don: Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

Elena.I take up our entire living room, pausing only to check my phone every few minutes. From her place on the couch, Kiara sighs. She’s holding a fast-asleep Cassie in her arms, her soft breathing calming me slightly.“Elena, I guarantee your pace won’t make Roman get here any faster.”“I’d rather he didn’t come at all,” I say.She shoots me a disapproving look.“You should tell him. Better late than never. And it’s already late.”I groan, sitting down next to her. Cassie wiggles in my arms before falling back asleep. For a three-month-old, she’s a pretty good sleeper, and I’m glad she is.We hired a nanny the first month after she was born because Kiara and I were running around trying to get everything ready for our move to abroad. The nanny couldn’t stop talking about what a sweet baby she was. Sure, she’s not sleeping through the night yet, but she barely cries and eats without much fuss.When I try to take her away from Kiara, she shakes her head, moving out of reach.“Uh, I’m

“Roman, we have a child together.” I’m pregnant… or at least I… I was,” I stutter, my heart pounding in my chest.I planned to tell him calmly, but I think I’ll have to do this.Roman tenses. His eyes study my face for a second before he laughs.“Very funny, wolf,” he says, running a hand through his hair.“No, Roman, I’m serious. I had a baby.”His dark brown eyes land on me.“Funny,” he says calmly.I groan internally, rising to my feet. I begin to pace in front of him. He watches calmly, the worry etched into his face.“We had sex last year.”“I remember,” he says, crossing his arms over his chest again. “What do you think?”“I mean, it led to the baby. I was pregnant. And then I gave birth.”Roman blinks. Slowly. It would be funny if I weren’t so scared.“That’s why I moved to London for a year,” I explain softly. “I was pregnant, and I had to hide it from you, from everyone. And I’m so sorry I did that. I was trying to do the right thing. I thought it might help if I stayed away

RomanThe next morning, when I wake up, there's only one thought running through my head.Fuck. I might have a baby.That's what prompts me to call Elena. She picks up on the second ring."We need to talk," I say.I swear if I have to hear or say those four words one more time, It's been used more than I'd like in the last seventy-two hours.“Where?”“I'm not coming to the apartment. I'll meet you at the bar your brother took you to a few years ago.”I'm sure she remembers the place I'm talking about. However, she doesn't answer right away.“Okay. Judging by the place you've chosen, I'm guessing you're still not ready to meet her.”No need to ask which "she" she's talking about.“No. Just you.”“Okay. I'll see you at seven.”She hangs up, and I continue my day, dreading our meeting. I've had no problem getting into gunfights and stabbings, but talking to a woman about a baby is the only thing that really scares me. I get to the bar ten minutes early and sit down to wait for her. Lucki