THE MOB BOSS'S PREGNANT MISTRESS
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Her fingers twisted nervously in her lap as she looked down, unable to meet her mother's gaze gaze.
Elizabeth waited patiently, her hand still resting on Susan’s knee. “Sweetheart,” she said gently, “whatever it is, you can tell me. I’m here.”
Susan took a deep, shuddering breath and looked up at her mother. Her voice wavered when she finally spoke. “Mom, I…” She paused, her hands trembling slightly. “I’m pregnant.”
The words hung in the air like a fragile secret finally exposed to the light. Elizabeth’s eyes widened, her expression shifting from surprise to something more complex—a mix of shock, concern, and a faint glimmer of joy.
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