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Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 141
ALESSANDRO My apartment is quiet as I lean back in my office chair and look out the window at the city lights. This doesn't feel like my home anymore. Looking back, maybe it never did. It was a place where I slept and got dressed and occasionally ate. I've never had a woman over to spend the night, I never wanted them to get any ideas. Farrah was the first. She's the first and only in so many things. My hands are itching to touch her smooth skin, to caress the tiny bump that is housing our babies. She's probably slapping or maybe stabbing me the next time I see her. It's almost the new year, and there is nowhere I'd rather be than by her side, so I have to squash the cockroaches before then. I only have a few days left. My phone ringing halts my thoughts, and Enzo's name flashes on the screen. He's currently stationed at one of the clubs because I thought we didn't need any more bodyguards. Guess the joke is on me. "Enzo, to what do I owe the pleasure." I check the time on the
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 143
ALESSANDRO Blood rushes to my ears as I run from the office, the employees on the floor staring at me in confusion. I vaguely hear Ray calling me, but I only have one mission. Get to the hospital. I've never felt panic like this in my life. Not even when I found my mother bloodied and beaten, or my father dead. It feels like my wedding band is burning a circle on my finger as I drive like a maniac, the other drivers laying on their horns and surely swearing at me. But I don't care. Farrah is bleeding, and that can't mean anything good. I want those babies like my next breath. They've become a manifestation of my love for her. One wasn't enough to demonstrate how much she means to me. It had to be three. Prayers spill from my lips, I ask my mother and father to look out for my family if they're out there. If something happens to Farrah, everything I've done would have been for nothing. I'm nothing without her. I don't want to live in a world where she's not in it. Thomas is s
Sinfully Yours CHPTER 144
FARRAH "At this stage, I think the universe is out to get us Simpson women and trying to stop us from procreating." Phoebe fluffs my pillow from what seems like the thousandth time. "And don't fucking scare me again, please. I only have one heart, and I still want to be alive for many, many years." I don't answer her. I'm too fucking pissed off to talk right now, and I'm also feeling a little dizzy from losing blood. That motherfucker left me in the fucking hospital. I know something is going on, something big. And I'm left in the dark like some fucking weakling. There's a knock on the door, and Dr. Sanchez enters with a smile. "Knock, knock! I see you've settled in nicely." "Yeah." I look at the blood that's currently going into my vein in my left arm. "And being a vampire." Dr. Sanchez chuckles. "Small price to pay for healthy babies, right?" "You better come out healthy, or I'll spank you!" Phoebe talks to my stomach, and I shake my head at her craziness. "We'll do everythi
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 145
ALESSANDRO I lean back in the rickety chair of the interrogation room, taking a sip of the horrible coffee. Surely the Fed's can afford something better than this? The door opens, and Agent Connely walks in, smirking when he catches the look on my face after I tasted the horror of the awful coffee. "Yeah, rather don't drink that." He takes the chair opposite me and throws a file on the table. "Are you sure you want to do this? You can walk out the door right now and go on with your life. You fulfilled your part of the bargain." "I'm sure, book me." I push the coffee away from me. "Guess I'm going to have to get used to this coffee if I'm going to jail, right?" "Apart from undercover agents, I've never met a man who willingly wanted to go to jail." Connely shakes his head. "They're already calling me a snitch on the streets. If I walk away from this unscathed, they will know that it's true." I tell him. On the streets, being a snitch is the worst asshole one can be. And I'm sure
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 146
ALESSANDRO I hope Farrah is okay. By now, she must know that I'm arrested. I told her about the Whittle deal I made with the FBI, so I just hope she knows I will be all rightI can't have her worrying about me when she's in the hospital trying to stay alive and keep our babies out of harm's way. I have to do this so that the rest of the people in the mafia think I'm still dealing with illegal shit. If they knew me, they would know I don't dabble in humans, but the older men won't have a problem with it. Connely escorts me himself to the cells after they've taken my fingerprints and picture and all of my personal belongings. This is the city, and so crimes are being committed every second, so the cells here are always full. This is not my first time being booked. I was seventeen when I first got picked up by the cops for fighting, but that charge never stuck. My father paid who he had to, and I never even made it to the bail hearing. The officer with us is definitely not on my pa
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 147
FARRAH There's a cold compress on my forehead, and Phoebe is now massaging my feet with what smells like lavender and mint. Classical music is playing, creating a calm atmosphere. Supposedly calm according to my sister, who is trying to get my mind off the fact that my husband is fucking locked up. For human trafficking no less. I know he has the deal with the FBI, so why the hell did they arrest him? I don't have the heart to tell Phoebe that the smell of mint is actually making me nauseous. She's been doing everything to try to keep me calm ever since we saw the damn news. The media is probably having a field day. There's a soft knock, and I open my eyes to see Dario's head pop into the door. He's a sight for sore eyes. "Can I come in?" He asks softly. I press the button to elevate the bed. "Please, and switch off that music for fuck's sake!" Phoebe looks offended and immediately stops massaging my feet. "For your information, playing classical music during pregnancy helps
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 148
ALESSANDRO My brother's eyes widen when he sees me the next morning. "Are you okay? What happened?" I smirk. "You should see the other guys." I'm sporting a black eye from the one shot one of those fuckers got in. Dario comes closer to me to hug me. "Farrah is worried we're sitting ducks. She thinks the others will try to take us out while you're locked up. And Thomas is fucking missing. He hasn't been seen since yesterday, and he hasn't checked in with Alma either." "Fuck!" I search his eyes and see how concerned he is. And I trust Farrah's gut. If she feels something is off, it usually is. But how the hell are we going to get her out of the hospital when she has to be there? And where the fuck is Thomas! "What about security at the hospital?" I want to know. "There are four rotating guards. They seem pretty adequate." I know Thomas would have gotten the best in the business. I told him to take care of my family while I couldn't, so where the hell could he be? I find it har
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FARRAH "You can't leave the hospital." Phoebe drags both her hands through her hair. "We have to come up with something else. Plus, I think you're being paranoid." I don't know how to explain it to her. All I know is that my gut is never wrong, and I can feel that impending gloom. Nobody is hurting my babies, I would kill them first. Even if I have to do it kicking and bleeding. "I'm not paranoid." I sigh. I wish Alessandro would let me in on his damn plans and stop leaving me blindsided. "Call in one of the bodyguards." Phoebe looks at me skeptically, but do as I ask. The guy is well-built and looks like he belongs on a magazine cover and not outside my hospital room. He nods his head at me. "Mrs. Moretti." I'm still not used to being called that, but I do like the ring to it. "Do you know where Thomas is?" I ask. There's no way he just dropped off the face of the earth. "No ma'am. Thomas just gave us strict instructions that the door should be guarded at all times and that
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