Novel & Cerita Pregnant By The Mafia King

"who are you ? what you do ? why you you have so many gurads and why do everyone call you king ? it alerted me she didn,t know i am mafia king should i tell her will she get scared will she run away like all other people i love but i can,t lie she deserve the truth at least this one. " i am mafia king and i am in mafia the eagles are my gang and we are the most powerful and ruthless one " i said the words which i knew gonna effect her .

She was so tired that before she knew here legs gave out under her and she fell to the ground. Meanwhile at the Francesco mansion, Marco was livid because he found out his partner in crime, Giovanni had been working with the Russian mafia underboss, leaking information and was going to kill him. One of his men came to him that they had caught him when he was about to flee the country and they had tied him up in the chair at the usual spot. (The spot was were they kept traitors who were going to die, which was close to the ocean bank where no one will hear when he shot them, not that he cared)

she became my fathers PA and with Richard also in the firm as his partner it was a done deal for the Mafia to use dad's company for the mafia's dirty little secrets! When my father finally found out it was already too late! That was the moment they tried to kill him but instead they almost killed you!!...there was a man on the boat that day who is the second in command of the Mafia King and he got orders to kill dad but we all know how that ended!!. The guy has never been caught. I've found out and there are no leads anymore so it's now a cold case!. Since than my father has been helping the Mafia out just to stay away from being murdered but along the way he became really close with his PA,

The whispers, once a low hum in the halls of the Moretti villa, became a deafening roar. The news, a venomous piece of gossip that traveled faster than any encrypted message, had been leaked to the entire Mafia network. Amara was pregnant. The Queen, the cold, ruthless strategist who had brought an empire to its knees, was carrying a child. The shock was palpable, the implications devastating. The fire of her vengeance, they reasoned, had been doused, replaced by a vulnerability they could exploit.

He asked in surprise and I said with a small smile, “Thank you, doctor, I'll take it from here” With that said, I walked out of the room even when he kept complaining about me not taking good care of my health. This is not the time. With my hoodie over my head, I walked out of the pharmacy looking back and forth, it was evening already. I just can't believe the man I'd slept with was a mafia lord. Although I could tell he was dangerous from his aura, but not a mafia lord. How the hell did I get pregnant at age twenty-one with a mafia's baby?

Vincent explained the blasphemous plan they laid out for me. Hot tears blurred my vision. They must be joking. I knew since my sensory motors began to function that one day I have to become a mafia wife but marrying into Italian mafia, let alone the Capo De Capi wasn’t I expected. They are infamous for treating their women as an object for pleasure and to pour out their frustration. Bearing children are only duty of the Italian mafia wives. “Follow me, Principessa. We do not have time.” He said, his grey eyes piercing through my soul as if he could read me. There was something about those empty pupils which calmed me.

But Lucien noticed everything—the way his shoulders were just a fraction too stiff, the flicker in his eyes that betrayed the weight of what he carried. “Report,” Lucien ordered. For a moment, Matteo didn’t speak. His jaw worked once, like he was forcing the words into place. Finally, he said, “Boss… the clinic called me this afternoon. They said the results are out" Lucien’s gaze sharpened, cold and expectant. “And?” Matteo’s throat bobbed with a swallow. His hands locked behind his back, the gesture of a soldier delivering bad news. “She’s pregnant.”

I said on the phone with a fake smile. She chuckled. "Or to tell you that I have the mother of your child with me." I froze, turned around, and looked at Luca. "You have the mother of my child?" "I want us to call it even. In exchange for her, I want my freedom. I want you to get those assholes out of my apartment that you have hired to guard my place. I want my life back." "You have Gia?" She scoffed and asked, "Oh, you didn't know she was pregnant with your child, did you?"

His voice was a low, teasing drawl as he said, "So, you didn't want me as a friend back then because you knew I'd end up as your husband?" My cheeks burned. He cradled my face in his hands and kissed me. I never would've imagined that Harold, the mafia kingpin who struck fear into every man, could be so tender. Something told me our story was only beginning.