Semua Bab Pregnant By The Mafia Don: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Arianna. **At Milo's Hospital**I stood beside my mother's bed, wearing a white nurse uniform. The heart monitor beeped slowly as I looked at her pale figure lying on the hospital bed.The doctor already told me my mother needed an immediate kidney transplant, and I had to deposit 8 million before the surgery could start. Where was I supposed to get that much money?Tears streamed down my cheeks as I deposited the last 500,000 left in my account. Still, it wasn't enough—I needed to pay the full amount.I worked as a nurse while studying. I worked at a local facility before they transferred my mother to this private hospital. It was the best in the city, and the doctor assured me they would find a donor as long as I deposited the 8 million."Mom, I can't afford the kidney surgery. We need a donor, and the doctor said we have to deposit 8 million. Where am I going to get that much money?" I asked her, holding her pale right hand. She needed the transplant before the week ended.My moth

Arianna."Babe, it's no one. I'm fine. I promise you," Vincent said, kissing Talia's cheek. She narrowed her eyes at me."Vince, if you don't tell me who hit you, I'm not leaving here. Whoever touched you deserves to apologize. Tell me, so I can deal with them. Mm?" Talia touched Vincent's chin and caressed his cheek. She drew close to him and placed a warm kiss on his lips.Vincent smiled and pointed at Mr. Adam. "He hit me. He took that woman's place."*That woman?* The way Vincent referred to me pierced my heart."Mr. Adam, do you want to lose your job? How dare you hit my boyfriend? Apologize to him now!" Talia ordered. She was twenty-two and showed no respect for Mr. Adam."Miss, I only tried to protect Arianna. I didn't know he was your boyfriend. I am deeply sorry," Mr. Adam apologized, bowing his head. Talia narrowed her eyes at me."Let me make this clear to you, Mr. Adam. The next time you dare lay your filthy hand on my boyfriend, consider yourself fired!" Talia declared. M

Arianna. When we stepped into the feminine clothing store, Rose gestured to the female representative, who strode to meet us.Several young women were in the store. It was Friday, so the store buzzed with shoppers busy selecting different dresses, handbags, and underwear."Welcome, Ma'am. What would you like to shop for?" the saleswoman asked kindly. She was tall, fair-skinned, dressed in a yellow top and a black straight skirt, and paired with black low-heeled shoes.Rose gestured to me again. "This is my girl. Get her something sexy and hot. I want a short red dress and black lingerie for her. So make it fast." "Alright, miss. Come with me," the saleswoman led me to the changing room. My body was slick with sweat because I had been anxious all day after getting my mother transferred to the Milos private hospital, and the doctor demanding I deposit eight million first for her kidney transplant treatment, before they could find a matching donor for her.I followed the saleswoman, wh