All Chapters of The Banker: An Alpha Male Dark Mafia Romance: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

We got in to see the doctor right away, and after running some tests, they determined Siena was experiencing Braxton Hicks contractions, a common occurrence in pregnant women. The contraction of the uterus was the source of her discomfort. She must have thought Martina was kicking because she was half asleep, her faculties slow.“You’re sure she’s alright?” Siena asked as she sat back on the hospital bed, her hands on her stomach.“Absolutely,” the doctor reassured her. “But you made the right decision coming in tonight. The contractions should stop in a few hours. Try to stay comfortable until they pass.” He walked out and left us alone in the room.I kept a straight face because it was my job to stay calm, but the relief that washed over me almost made me weak in the knees. When she’d gripped her stomach like that, I’d feared something much worse was happening. The pregnancy had been a complete accident and I’d never wanted a kid, but Martina was such a part of our lives now, and I

SienaI ordered Cato a holiday sweater online and got myself one too. Mine had Santas on it, and his had reindeer. I knew he would never want to wear something like that, so I would definitely have to talk him into it.Giovanni watched me open everything at the kitchen counter. “I’ve got to be honest, Miss Siena. I don’t think Mr. Marino is going to wear that.”“I’ll have to talk him into it, I know.”“You’ve changed that man a lot, but I’m not sure if you can make miracles.”“You never know.” I held up the sweater against my body. “Cute, huh?”“Very.”“Once I talk him into this, I want you to take a picture of us in front of the tree.”Giovanni laughed like I’d made a joke. “Mr. Marino would fire me.”“He would not. Come on, please? It’s his Christmas gift.”“Torturing him?”“No, I’m making him something for Christmas. I think he’ll like it.” He liked my sonogram picture, so he should like this too. “But I need to get this picture first.”“Good luck with that, Miss Siena.”I folded u

I could tell he was continuing to keep me at a distance, but I couldn’t understand why. There was always a subtle wall keeping us apart. I didn’t know if he still contemplated killing me. Or maybe his feelings didn’t mirror mine. “Is that why you won’t tell me you love me?” Confessing feelings as strong as those would give me the upper hand. I would know how he really felt—and I could use that to my advantage.He didn’t give me an answer. “I’m sorry for the way I acted. But that’s just how I am. I can’t promise it won’t happen again in the future. That would require me to be a different person.”“People turn into different people all the time. It’s called growing. Whether you like it or not, you’re growing every day. You’re slowly becoming a different man—a better man. I know it’ll take time for you to trust me fully, and I’ve got all the time in the world. Regardless of your dumb outbursts, I’ll still love you. I may yell at you and slap you upside the head, but my love will never ch

It was the first time I’d woken up on Christmas morning with a woman beside me.A beautiful, pregnant woman.Her hair was all over my shoulder, and her body was tangled with mine. The heater kept the house at the optimal temperature, but she still sucked the heat from my body like she was freezing.I opened my eyes and stared at her for a while.Her hand moved to her stomach, and she opened her eyes as she felt the baby kick. “She’s awake…”“Because it’s Christmas.” My hand moved over her belly. Her stomach wasn’t really that big, but she was so petite that she looked enormous right off the bat. “Or she’s just hungry.”She chuckled. “Maybe it’s that.” She moved her hand over my chest as she snuggled closer to me. “Merry Christmas.”I brushed my lips across her hairline. “Merry Christmas, baby.”“Let’s go downstairs and open presents and have some breakfast.”“What about sex?”She chuckled. “Can we have sex later?”“Why?” My favorite thing about waking up in the morning when I didn’t h

She held my gaze with the same intensity her oldest son sometimes showed. “My son loves you, Siena. Very much.” She patted my hand on the table. “I’m very happy he has such good taste. I’m not oblivious to all the things my son does in his private life. But I’m relieved he didn’t want that to continue for the rest of his life. When he found a good woman, he recognized it.”I’d always heard getting the approval of a man’s mother was no easy task. Especially with Chiara, I’d thought she would be more protective because all she had were her sons. But earning her approval was a million times easier than earning Cato’s. “I love him with all my heart.” I wasn’t ashamed to say those words out loud, not when my feelings were written across the surface of my eyes. I told Cato how I felt often, regardless of his silence.His mother smiled. “I already knew that. I can tell just by looking at you. My son told me on several occasions that he doesn’t love you, that there’s no future here. I’m glad