Chapter 55

"What do you mean, like do I carry a membership card that says 'Mafia' on it?" ~ Willie Moretti

MELODY POV

I was on my wit's end. Literally, the whole world was on some fuck with Melody mode, and I was slowly nearing the edge of snapping.

For starters, my soon-to-be husband was formerly engaged to some harlot that didn't cherish him and his efforts, and that was fuckin' with my mind. Laylah mentioned that I wouldn't have been engaged to Jord if the bitch didn't fuck up with him, which was both half a truth and a lie. I would have found Jordan, alter the brakes of Star’s car, and send her flying down the bridge. See? Happily ever after.

But still, I was mad. Mad enough that I sent Dante on an assignment to hunt for Star so that she never shows her ugly self in front of Jordan ever again. Call me reckless and see I give a fuck.

Secondly, this whole pregnancy thing was slowly becoming a colossal pain in the ass. I was well in my first trimester, and I wasn't prepared for anything that