Mira’s POV After the burial rites of my father with the cartel, I was so exhausted and as I returned back home, all that I wanted was to get some rest. Alder dropped me off at home but just as I stepped out of the car, he immediately held my hand, forcing me to look at him. He slowly cupped my chin into his hands, the warmth filled me so much that I almost melted. "What you did today, going to a gang raid with this pregnancy was very dangerous, no matter what happens tomorrow, you have to promise me that you would not do such a thing, ever again." "I can't make any promises, especially when you are the one urging me to take over the position of the leader." "You can be their leader, direct and guide them on what to do, but as long as you are carrying that baby, you should take very good care of yourself, can you promise me that?" He insisted while still looking directly into my eyes. With such a look that he had, it was almost difficult for anyone not to agree with what he said
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