Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees
"Not that way. I just— I just didn't do it deliberately. I can't use our baby, you trust me right?"
"I do. I do, baby. You don't need to tell me," I cupped her face and consoled her. "We already talked about it. No third person can create doubts between us now. It was an accident. But trust me, in my life, only accidents brought happiness to me. That accidental one night with you. And this accidental pregnancy. These are the most beautiful things that ever happened to me," I kissed her forehead as a tiny smile appeared on her face.
"And you don't need a baby to hold me, I'm already terribly, miserably, badly, and madly in love with you," I said.
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