Andrew.After my moment of madness, I thought better about what Lorenzo told me. Maybe I wouldn't be such a terrible father, maybe I could really be capable of having a child with Emma.The idea of "having a child" terrified me to the point where I could barely explain it. This also broke all the clauses of the contract. It was only supposed to be a fake marriage, meant to boost my position, as marriages always elevate a mafioso's standing in the organization. And it did happen that way. They started trusting me more for business, among other things.But Emma... with that smile, her slender body, I couldn't stop visualizing my hands on her waist, and her leaning in to kiss my lips. Just thinking about it makes my body tingle and a wave of heat rushes through me.A child was never my ideal. A wife, even less so. I enjoy my solitude; the simple fact of not having a woman nagging me, demanding responsibilities – I wasn't made for marriage. I had a terrible example since I was a child, an
EmmaMy head was searching for something to say, but I couldn't find the words at that moment. What would I say to Derick? What if he decided to report me to Andrew? I was lost."What are you doing here, Emma?" he asked."I presume that's really not your concern," I said with a smile."Fair enough. I just asked a question.""I see," I said, holding onto the breakfast tray.I walked toward one of the tables, and the scoundrel followed me and sat next to me. How could I escape this mafioso now? What should I do? He sat in the chair to my right, and I observed him."What do you want, Derick?" I asked. "We're not friends.""Am I bothering you?""I think so.""I don't want to harm you, Emma. I just wanted to ask if you and Andrew have separated. I know how complicated Andrew can be.""No, we're just taking a break, and I left. I beg you, please don't tell him where I am," I pleaded."I won't tell him, dear. Contrary to what you might think, I'm not that bad. Just because I'm a mafioso does
Andrew DeLuca Quickly, I swung open the bedroom door, and Emma was nowhere to be found."Search everywhere," I ordered the security personnel.Where could she have gone? She couldn't... She couldn't just run away with my child in her belly. What was Emma thinking?"Is she nowhere to be found?" Lorenzo inquired."No. She's nowhere in sight," I sighed."Where could she have gone?" Lorenzo asked."I have no damn clue, Lorenzo. There's no reason for Emma to run away.""Or maybe there is. You didn't give a damn when she told you she was pregnant.""I didn't give a damn? I just asked for some time to think.""The only alternative is that she thought you didn't want the baby, or you'd take it away from her.""I don't know," I sighed. "We have a contract; she can't just walk away and break the rules.""Don, you broke the rules of that contract the moment you got genuinely involved with her."My mind was in turmoil. Completely confused. Emma had left, fled from me, and knowing that she was ki
EmmaDerick had left the hotel, and I returned to my lonely room.I was really confident that he wouldn't tell Andrew anything.I lay down on the bed, my thoughts were recurring about Andrew, and Derick's attempt at a kiss. I would never have thought of the possibility of kissing another person, unfortunately, I already knew that my heart belonged to him. Don. And as much as I didn't wish it, we couldn't control our feelings. If there's something in this world that is impossible to control, it's feelings.I didn't consider what we had a passion or love. It was far from that, in fact, he didn't love me, maybe because he wasn't taught to love, or maybe just because he didn't love me at all.And that was okay. It was just a contractual relationship.I needed to get out, sort out my life. I would have a check-up to see how the baby was doing, and buy a new phone. I needed to talk to my father, whether I wanted to or not, I had put my father's life at risk. I knew that keeping him alive was
EmmaI took a taxi and went to the clinic where I had scheduled my appointment, my anxiety was through the roof. I entered the clinic, which was charming and modern, and approached the reception. The friendly receptionist greeted me."Hello, ma'am, how can I assist you?""Emma Campbell, I have an appointment," I said.She took some notes, and I didn't pay much attention. She asked me to have a seat, and I thanked her before sitting down.I touched my necklace, missing my mother at every moment. What would it be like to have a mother to accompany you to appointments, pregnancy, and other things? I also missed Ize, and I wished she could be by my side, but it wasn't possible.The minutes in the waiting room passed slowly, and finally, a nurse came to call me for the appointment. I got up with a heavy heart, nervous about what the doctor might say.The doctor was kind, asking routine questions about my health and medical history, and I answered as best I could. He wanted to know about al
AndrewOn the way to New Jersey, my heart was torn between fury and concern. Anger pulsed within me because Emma had run away, hadn't told me about her pregnancy, and because of all the confusion we were in. But at the same time, worry and fear for her and our child's health grew with every mile I advanced toward the hotel.I was simultaneously angry and sad. As the driver navigated the road, my mind wandered through thoughts I'd rather not confront. I thought about my real father, the dark history surrounding his past, his unknown identity. Everything I had ever known about my lineage was a big question mark, and the revelation that Emma was my half-sister only further complicated this web of secrets and lies.Emma... her face, her smile, her stubbornness. The woman who challenged me from the beginning and now carried my child in her womb. I wasn't sure what to feel about her. I had used our marriage for my own purposes, but I hadn't planned that, I hadn't planned to fall in love wit
Andrew DeLucaI rang Emma's bedroom doorbell and waited for a few seconds, both anxious and concerned. When the door opened, I saw her face, which was far from okay. Her eyes revealed fatigue, but also a look of defiance."Andrew," she murmured my name, and the tension in the air was palpable.I entered the room with determination, but also with anger. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was doing this on purpose, driving me crazy with her escape."Emma," I replied, my voice stern. "We need to talk."She sighed and retreated into the room, making space for me to enter. I stood at the entrance for a moment, looking around, trying to understand what had driven her to escape like this."Why did you run away?" I asked, irritation evident in my voice. "We have a contract, I didn't forgive your father's debt out of benevolence, and you know that." I held onto her arm.Emma stared at me, a mix of emotions in her gaze. She was holding back, but I could tell she was about to explode. She see
Andrew DeLuca Emma was unconscious; I carried her in my arms and descended the stairs quickly. There was no time to wait for the elevator, and it was my fault she had passed out. Guilt was a feeling I despised.When I reached the first floor, the nosy receptionist approached us, asking what had happened. I simply stared at her and walked away. The driver was already waiting in the car; I placed Emma in the back seat, and we rushed to the hospital. I had various important contacts, including trusted doctors who received money to take care of the health of my "associates" and me without asking questions.But this time, I would go to the best, the best obstetrician in New York, Dr. Ravier. He was Italian and a close friend of the family. He would care for Emma, and I didn't care how much it would cost. Money was not the issue; I just wanted her to be okay."Drive, move quickly," I told the driver."Don't ask me to be calm; she's unconscious, and worse, it's my fault."Lorenzo, my consig
EmmaIt never even crossed my mind that my life would be the way it is now. Everything seemed so lost, so far away, until a certain mobster brought me to an unknown mansion. Andrew had changed from being that closed man who was cold and calculating. He was different now, more open, more affectionate.Five years flew by as if they were just a breath of time. Life has unfolded into countless possibilities since we ventured into a new chapter. The frenetic routine of a hospital became my world, where every day was a constant learning experience, every patient a story to be cared for. Today was my graduation, a day I never imagined I would be witnessing.It wasn't easy, I studied so much that my hands hurt.“Honey, have you seen my underpants? I can't find them,” Andrew says.“If you look in the closet instead of the sock drawer, I bet you'll find them,” I laughed. “Funny.”Liam comes running into the room, he's a beautiful boy, his golden hair like mine, and a bit like Andrew's, his e
POV Emma“Put the Christmas tree more in the center of the room, love,” I said to Andrew.We were decorating the mansion for Christmas, I really loved this time of year, but we'd never had a full house on this date. It was just me and my dad, but now we were going to have a full family.Today was Christmas Eve, and I was proud of the beautiful work I was doing at my father-in-law Matteo's NGO. We distributed food, clothes and toys, and I knew that every single one of those things would make the children happy. I felt fulfilled.I looked at Andrew who was struggling to put the star on the top of the tree, I loved him! And every day I became more sure of that. Liam was growing at lightning speed, this child already wanted to run around the house.“Son,” I went after him nimbly.“He really can't sit still,” Andrew said, “Come with daddy son, let's go and see the Christmas tree.” He carried Liam on his lap, and then gave me a kiss.”Everyone was coming over tonight, we were having a spe
Emma's POVToday was Friday, one of my favorite days of the week, and the day I received news that would completely change my life.Do you know that moment when your heart seems to want to jump out of your mouth? I felt that way today, when I finally held up the letter that represented everything I had longed for. College has always been a challenge, and today, there, in my hand, was the proof that it was all worth it.The sunlight seemed to shine in a different way, as if it were congratulating me too. Every step to the college was a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. It seemed that everyone around me knew what I was about to discover.When I entered the building, everything seemed to take on a new meaning. The corridors were like trails to a new beginning, and every room a learning opportunity. And there it was, the letter, the gateway to a new phase of my life.As I read those words, a whirlwind of emotions flooded over me. It was as if the world was welcoming me to a new cha
POV AndrewThe wedding was perfect, but I can't deny that I was looking forward to our honeymoon a thousand times more. "Wow, how beautiful every place is," she said, looking at the scenery."We were in the private jet, and Emma hated it. She said we were going to die and that she was scared, but after a few minutes by my side she forgot all about it. "Italy is enchanting," I said with a twinkle in my eye. I had chosen this as my city. My biological father, Matteo, had left me some property here and I was going to enjoy it too.Speaking of him, we were getting better and better as father and son. We were close, he and I talked about everything, and he showed me that it's possible to have a healthy relationship with your father. I forgave him, I understood that we can make mistakes. And holding a grudge wasn't going to make me a better person. I knew that.We were going to Milan. The best part of Italy for me. I was happy to bring my Principessa along."I've never traveled to place
POV EmmaOne hour, ten minutes, and twenty seconds.That's exactly how long it was until I walked down the aisle, and my heart was racing faster than ever. The make-up artist finished making the final adjustments to my make-up and hair. Then the seamstress makes the final adjustments to the wedding dress.When everything is ready, I turn around and look at myself in the mirror, I look beautiful, holding back the tears from falling from my eyes.My make-up was basic, but it completely highlighted my beauty. My hair was tied up in an elegant updo.“Here you are, the most beautiful bride I've ever seen in my life,” my father said as he entered the room.His eyes were watery, and although he hadn't agreed one hundred percent with my marriage to Andrew, he was thrilled. My father still felt guilty about everything he had put me through.“Dad,” I smiled, “I can't believe you're here.It was going to be one of the happiest days of my life. I would truly be united with Andrew, the vows would
POV Andrew When we arrived at the place where Lexie was supposed to be with my son, Emma got out of the car and I asked her to get back in.I didn't feel at all good about the situation, and I felt guilty about the whole thing. Lexie had always loved me, and I hadn't wanted to reciprocate. I always made it clear that it was just sex, nothing more, and that I would never take on any woman. When she saw me with Emma, she went berserk. I'd put a stop to it, I asked them to put her up against the wall, but it was no use. Lorenzo strategically positioned himself outside the car, watching for any movement.“I'm going in first,” I said to everyone in the car, and Emma looked at me."“I'm going in too, it's my son."“Emma. We don't know what this crazy woman wants, I'll go in first and try to talk to her, please wait in the car. That's an order,” I said.“Okay, sir,” she looked at me with fire in her eyes.She swallowed and sat back down in the back seat. My heart squeezed, I knew she was
POV EmmaThe wedding preparations were driving me crazy. There were so many things to sort out, the venue, the dress and a thousand other things that I couldn't even measure. On top of that, I was the mother of a baby, and now I had the responsibility for the NGO. But I didn't complain, I liked being busy. It occupied my mind. Liam, now four months old, continued to bring me joy every minute. Everything was amazing to me again. His eyes identical to his father's, his huge smile, he was a baby who brought so much light into our lives. I was completely happy with this new phase. I was trying on the dress, I was going to buy it in the same place I bought my first one. We weren't going to call many people, just family members and some of Andrew's mafia friends. “This dress is perfect on you!” Ize smiled, looking at the dress.I looked at myself in the mirror. My emotions were running high, I was finally going to get married, the first marriage couldn't count as real, because it wasn
Andrew's POV“Gentlemen, it's always a pleasure to be with you,” I say to the guests attending Liam's christening.Our little boy was three months old, three months of happiness and love. I never thought I'd be a father, in fact, I never even considered the idea, it was far from my plans, they only included partying, women and business. But she arrived and changed my whole perception of everything.Liam is on Emma's lap and has just been baptized. We Italians, and especially Mafiosi, consider baptism to be very important. The Catholic tradition was present in Sicilian culture.I look around at all the people who were significant to us. Ize's belly is taking shape, and I can't believe I'm going to be an uncle. Well... A year ago I couldn't have imagined getting married and becoming a father."In a little while it will be the baptism of your child," I whispered to Lorenzo and we toasted with a glass of wine. "I'm anxious, and tired. Your sister has every strange desire, and I'll be da
Emma POVFour months later.“You don't have to run, we're at the mall, not the Formula 1 race,” I say to Ize, who's standing in front of me.“I was trying to find the pharmacy,” she rolls her eyes.After we've walked around the mall a bit more, she finds the pharmacy. My giant belly is almost unbearable to bear. After Ize's wedding, she decided that she would stay with us in the mansion, at least until our son was born, she wanted to be part of the birth of her nephew or niece. As the mansion was huge, I was very happy. I loved her presence. My mother wasn't going to stay there, but she always visited us. She got along with my father, and they're living together in our house, Andrew paid off the mortgage as a present for me. I was immensely happy. It was one of the things I thought would never be possible.We were at the mall looking at clothes for the baby, most of the outfits were unisex since we didn't know the sex yet. And of course, the wardrobe was always behind us.“What do