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She begged with pleading eyes, looking at the eyes in the hall but no one stepped forward because of Giovanni’s terror. “Start the vows!” Giovanni bellowed at the priest, who nodded in fear. And just then, a violent gunshot echoed in the hall, bringing everyone's eyes to the door. There stood a man, whom Renata recognized. The father of her baby! Domenico walked down the aisle. Though he looked calm, his eyes held something far more dangerous than anger. They held a gaze of wanting blood. He did not look at anyone else in the room. His gaze was fixed only on Renata, the woman who was carrying his baby.

“That means something definitely happened.” Penelope smiled despite herself and moved toward the couch. “You’re impossible.” “And I gave birth to you, so imagine how impossible you are.” That made Penelope laugh loudly this time. The tension in her shoulders eased slightly. Just a little. Then suddenly, “MOMMY!” A tiny blur flew across the screen and Penelope’s entire face lit up. “Baby!” Her daughter climbed directly into frame, with long black hair, messy, and eyes bright with excitement. “Mommy, look!”

Several of the females crowd around us, as glued to his each movement as I am. “The baby is not two natured so only one father, and it’s a wolf. I’m certain. Kind of getting a vibe like…” His eyes snap open so fast I nearly jump, but he’s still holding my hand. “Did you get knocked up by Tyson? I thought he had a fairy mate,” he questions. I let out a hard breath, and my knees get weak. Tate!! It’s Tate’s baby!!! “Ohh! Tyson! What I wouldn’t give for him to knock me up,” Diana beams, licking her lips.

It still had six more months on its shelf life. I sat on the floor. The tile was cold, my breath hot against my knees. I was Pregnant. No. No, no, no. How could this be? This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real. I wasn’t ready. I was barely holding my life together as it was. My dad was sick, I was working double shifts just to stay afloat, and now… A baby. His baby. Damien’s. The man who told me he didn’t have a family. The man whose fiancée had just stood in front of me and smiled like she was doing me a favour. The man whose mother threatened to kill my father if I didn’t disappear.

Zade and I arrive first, with Bennett and Terrence right behind us. Joseph meets us at the front as we pull up. Zade helps me out of the car this time, while Bennett and Terrence handle the rest. We walk inside, and the first person I see is my dad. “Baby girl!” he says, pulling me into a tight hug. “You look beautiful.” He glances at my stomach. “And that baby is finally showing.” I pull back, narrowing my eyes. “So I look fat?” He throws his hands up. “No! That’s not what I said!”

Just watches me patiently, his hand still resting protectively over my back. “No pressure,” he adds gently. “We can just sit here, and I can continue holding you if that’s what you want.” I stare at him for a long moment before whispering the only words I can. “They know.” His brows pull together. “Who knows what?” I swallow. “My baby daddy’s parents found out today that my baby is their grandchild.” Adrian’s face clouds with confusion. “Didn’t they already know?” I shake my head. “No, they didn’t.” I take a deep breath. “I’m close to his family. Have been since we were kids… but when he found out I was pregnant, he told me to keep my mouth shut and that no one should know about the baby.”

. All the guys have tears in their eyes as she's laid on my chest like her older brothers were minutes beforehand. "Love you did wonderful giving us beautiful babies" Toni tells me giving me sweet kiss on my lips. Tyson kisses me as one of the nurses take our tiny girl to the final incubator. " god I love you sweetheart" Tristan says as he slams his lips onto mine. "Doc can you please tell me the results of what I asked you to do?" I asked her as I relaxed back onto the bed. "Certainly. The father of baby A -the first born son is Toni. The father of baby B- the second son is Tristan and your little girl is Tyson's." She tells us proudly. "Damn we each put one kid in her guys. That's fuckin t

Madison's POV "That's him," I said pointing at the tv, Violet looked at me utterly confused. "Who?" Violet questioned "Adrian, that's my baby daddy." I revealed. "That Adrian?" Violet looked at me as if I was crazy, she paused then burst into laughter. "Yes, him," I said more firmly this time around. "Girl, quit playing, that right there is Adrian Myles Walker and how can you say he was the one," Violet said, obviously not believing what I was saying.

A moment later, she shoved the screen toward me. My breath caught as I stared at the photo in front of me. Dark hair, those storm-gray eyes. Expensive suit. Power practically radiating from the photograph. That was him. Ryder. My stomach dropped. I stared at the screen—really stared at it, at the man I had spent the past three weeks trying not to think about. The father of my baby. "Andrea! You slept with one of the richest men in New York!” Blair almost yelled out. My jaw dropped.

My Baby "Daddy!" Lorrich runs towards his father on his chubby baby feet and throws himself confidently in his arms. Andre cleverly catches him and places him over his head so that he sits comfortably on his shoulders. “Come and see what mommy made. She repainted my whole room so beautiful,” he tells his father in his baby language, wobbling to encourage Andre to walk faster in the house. He's impatient to show him how nice his room has turned out after Loraine's total makeover.