Married To Cruel Mafia Boss
he asked, his voice sharp.
Nelly tilted her head, a sly smile playing on her lips. “No warm welcome, Miguel? After everything we’ve been through?”
“We have nothing to discuss,” Miguel said coldly. “I’m married, and whatever this is, it ends here.”
Nelly’s smile faltered, but only for a moment. Then she leaned closer, her voice dropping to a near-whisper. “I’m pregnant, Miguel.”
Miguel’s eyes bore into hers, his expression unreadable. “What did you just say?”
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