Semua Bab THE MAFIA'S PRICE: Bab 131 - Bab 140

A few weeks had passed since we returned to the penthouse and the days had settled into a quieter rhythm. The heavy danger of the war felt further away with each sunrise. Dante spent long hours outside the house working to repair what the fighting had damaged and to reclaim what had been taken. He left early most mornings and came back late at night, always tired but always careful to kiss me and rest his hand on my growing belly before anything else. I stayed home many days, sometimes going out with Betty to look at baby clothes or sit in quiet cafes. My bump had become rounder and heavier. Riley moved with more strength now and I found myself talking to her often while I waited for Dante to return.Today he came home much earlier than usual. The clock near the window showed three in the afternoon when I heard the front door open. I walked out of the bedroom and saw him standing in the living room with a long garment bag in his hand. He looked at me and smiled the soft smile that sti

Dante kept his hand gently on my lower back as he guided me toward the wide entrance. “Let us go inside first,” he said in a calm voice.I stepped through the door and immediately slowed down. The inside of the house was even more beautiful than the outside. Soft off white walls stretched high above us. A large chandelier hung in the center of the entrance hall and threw warm light across the polished floor. Long curtains framed the tall windows. The sofa in the living area looked deep and comfortable, the kind of furniture that invited people to sit and stay. Everything felt carefully chosen and peaceful.“The person who owns this house has great taste,” I said as I turned in a slow circle. “But why does it seem like the event has not started? There is no one here.”Dante only smiled a little and kept walking, his hand steady on my back. He opened the entrance door wider and led me further inside as if he had not heard all my questions. “The event will start soon,” he said.I could n

He took Ivan’s phone and directed us into a full group picture. We pressed close together, laughing when Ivan made a silly face at the last second. Liam handed the phone back and stepped away again.Dante looked at me with quiet care. “We can go eat now.”We all moved inside through the wide glass doors. The dining room was already prepared. A long table held warm dishes and polished plates. Two maids stood quietly to the side, ready to serve. The soft lighting made the whole room feel welcoming. Dante guided me to a chair and made sure I was comfortable before he sat beside me.I looked around once more and then turned to him. “So whose house is this?”Dante’s mouth curved into a small smirk. “It is yours, babe.”I stood up so quickly that the chair shifted behind me. “Tell me you are not joking.”He stood as well and drew me close, his hands steady on my waist. “I bought it for you. For our baby.”A sound of pure delight left my throat. I hugged him tightly and kept saying thank you

“We need to get dressed,” I whispered against his mouth.“We do not need to,” he answered. “We will only end up removing it again.”I laughed softly as he laid me down on the wide bed. The sheets felt cool and smooth against my bare back. Dante braced himself above me and looked at me for a long moment as if memorizing the sight. Then he lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth.The heat of his tongue drew a loud moan from my throat. He sucked gently at first and then with more purpose while his hand pressed and rolled the other breast. Pleasure moved through me in slow waves. When he switched to the other side and sucked harder I arched upward and moaned his name. My fingers slid into his damp hair and held on.He kissed a path downward, lingering over the tight skin of my belly, whispering something soft to our daughter before he moved lower still. When his mouth settled between my thighs I cried out. He licked me with steady hunger, slow at first and then deeper, sucking

The next minutes blurred into careful action and rising pain. Eve helped me into clean, loose clothes that would be easy to remove at the hospital. A maid carried the prepacked hospital bags down to the front entrance as ordered. I leaned against the wall between contractions, panting and exhaling through the tight waves that now came with more regularity. Each one stole my breath and left me gripping whatever solid surface I could find.“I am sorry,” Eve said quietly each time a cramp peaked. She stayed close, one steady hand on my back, speaking in the same even tone she used for everything important. “You are doing fine. Keep breathing. We have time.”I wanted to believe her, yet the pressure low in my body felt enormous and unstoppable. Memories of the past months flickered through my mind while I focused on the next breath. The night Dante proposed. The way he had looked at me when he said he wanted me to choose him freely. The first time Riley’s strong kicks had made him go comp