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35. I Need You
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 36. You Can't Say That!
"Y... you can't just say that!" Valerie exclaimed, her voice quivering as her heart beat erratically.Antonio brushed a strand of hair away from her face, stroking her cheek gently. "I can't say what?""You can't just say you love me," she said hoarsely.He leaned over, his lips brushing her earlobe. "Why can't I say I love you?""Because!" Valerie gasped as he kissed her neck. "Because you don't actually love me.""Is that so? And how did you come to that conclusion, Mia Cara?" he asked, smiling at her devilishly."I know you don't love me because... because..." Valerie stammered, searching for an answer but finding none.He raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes twinkling with amusement. "Because what?""I don't know," she replied weakly.Antonio chuckled, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "You don't know? Well, let me tell you, my sweet Valerie. I know exactly why I love you. I love your fiery spirit, your sharp tongue, and your beautiful heart. I love the way you make me feel,
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Valerie snuggled closer to Antonio, his steady heartbeat calming her in the quiet night.His arms were her safe haven, strong yet gentle. His warmth eased away all of her fear and tension, and she couldn't resist falling asleep in his embrace, feeling completely secure.She slept through the night and only woke up when the sunlight hit her eyes through the curtains.Her eyes snapped open to find his side of the bed empty, the impression of his body still haunting the mattress. "Antonio?" she whispered. No answer came.She pushed herself up. He was gone. She felt oddly disappointed because a part of her wanted to wake up next to him.A blush crept up her cheeks as she remembered last night. He had made love to her without even penetrating her. She didn't know it was even possible, but with Antonio, anything seemed possible."Dammit," she muttered, the word a sharp exhale of frustration. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, the cold floor a jarring contrast against her skin. And
Last Updated : 2024-07-19The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 38. He is Sick
Landon's cries suddenly pierced the peaceful moment, causing Valerie to wince. He had detached himself from her breast, his tiny hands still grasping at the air in search of comfort. As she held him close, she felt the heat radiating off his feverish body."He feels warm," Valerie murmured, worry lacing her voice as she pressed a hand to Landon's forehead. "Something's not right. I think he might be sick."As if on cue, Landon let out another whimper, his face scrunching up in discomfort. Valerie's heart clenched at the sight."I'll call the doctor," Anthony declared, already picking up his phone.The doctor arrived promptly and started to examine Landon. His movements were methodical, yet there was a hint of concern in his eyes that Valerie couldn't ignore."What's going on? Is he okay?" Valerie breathed."I'm afraid little Landon is quite ill," the doctor began, his voice gentle yet firm. "It appears to be a serious infection. We will have to take him to the hospital."Valerie felt
Last Updated : 2024-07-19The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 39. Photographs
Valerie lay on Antonio’s bed, the soft sheets enveloping her in a cocoon of warmth. She closed her eyes, letting the quiet of the room seep into her bones. The events of the past few days had left her drained, both physically and emotionally.As she lay there, feeling the rise and fall of her own breaths, a restlessness began to stir within her. She knew she should be resting, as Nonna had advised, but the stillness only seemed to amplify the unease that gnawed at her insides.With a cautious glance towards the door, Valerie sat up slowly, glancing around Antonio’s room.Curiosity getting the better of her, Valerie rose from the bed and began to explore the room.He probably would hate her snooping around like this, she thought to herself. But she knew nothing about him, and she wanted to know more.Valerie’s eyes scanned the room, taking in the details. She walked over to the dresser and lightly touched the first drawer.She really shouldn’t, she thought, taking he hand off it for a
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Valerie sat at the dinner table, her eyes stealing glances at Antonio. The aroma from the steaming plates of pasta filled the room as they prepared to eat together.“Valerie,” Antonio said, his gaze meeting hers. “I would like us to have dinner together every night. Family time is important.”“Okay,” she agreed, her voice catching in her throat. She still wasn’t used the word family associated with Antonio. Could she really do this?Antonio looked down at the food, then back up at her. “Promise me, Valerie. Promise this will be our routine.”“Promise,” she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest.The steam from the plate of vegetables rose, filling the air with a comforting warmth.Valerie’s thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions. The little happiness she felt with Antonio here and there was tainted with the fear of losing this newfound stability they had created. The stakes felt higher than ever, and she struggled to find a balance between her attachment to Antonio and the ever-pre
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The morning sun invaded the room, assaulting Valerie's closed eyelids. She stirred, groggy and disoriented, only to find that she couldn't move her body. Panic bubbled inside her as she tried to wiggle free, but it was no use.But as soon as she opened her eyes, her tension was released.She was trapped in Antonio's tight embrace. "Antonio," she whispered. She tried to wriggle out again, but he was too strong."Hmm," he murmured, his grip unwavering. Was he doing this on purpose?"It's morning," she said, her voice barely audible. His arms remained steadfast, keeping her pinned to him.She suddenly realized something: there were no nightmares haunting her sleep this time. It was a strange relief, but she needed to focus on the fact that she was captive in his strong arms."Are you going to let me go?" she asked, attempting to sound assertive, but her voice came out shaky."Too early," he mumbled.Jeez...Valerie inhaled deeply, taking in Antonio's familiar scent. He smelled like sanda
Last Updated : 2024-07-23The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 42. Tell Me His Story
"Antonio's upbringing was fraught with challenges," she began, her voice becoming more somber."He was born into a life he did not choose, a life dictated by circumstance and the expectations of his father. His childhood was one of constant tension and fear. He carried the weight of his father's legacy on his shoulders, knowing the expectations that came with it. But he never let it show. Antonio always held his head high, a resilient young boy with a sense of duty and honor that never faltered."As she spoke, Valerie could almost see the young Antonio, a boy with a bright future before him, but his path was already set. The harsh reality of his environment weighed down on him, shaping him into the man he is today."His mother, my dear Isabella, she tried to protect him from the darkness that surrounded them. But even her love couldn't shield him from the harsh realities of the life he was born into." Nonna's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke of her daughter-in-law."What was she
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Antonio stood there, seething.The shop was a war zone—glass shards glinted like treacherous ice on the floor, necklaces and rings lay scattered amidst velvet displays torn apart. He cursed out loud, his hands curling into fists at his sides, nails digging into his palms hard enough to leave crescent marks.Anger surged through his veins like hot steel, pulsing with each rapid beat of his heart."Who the fuck tried to mess with my business?" he spat, tasting the bitterness of betrayal."Someone with a death wish," Sam muttered.Antonio moved deeper into the chaos, eyes scanning the disaster before him. Everything was in disarray, from the toppled showcases to the shattered display cases. It was clear that whoever had done this wanted to send a message. But to whom?He couldn't shake the feeling that this was personal. His mind raced, trying to connect the dots, but anger clouded his thoughts. Maybe it was one of Slava's men, someone who decided to stay loyal even after his death."Sam
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 191. A Stray
Lucas couldn’t shake off the feeling of emptiness in his chest as he drove away from Amy’s apartment and back home. He couldn’t understand why he was suddenly in such a bad mood, but the hollowness in his chest only grew stronger with each passing mile. It was as if something was missing.And the car ride was too quiet.Lucas leaned back against the seat, rubbing his temples. His fingers drummed against his thigh, restless, irritated.His mind kept drifting back to the face Amy had made when he had left her at her apartment. She looked so sad, almost near tears.The little Harpy.His jaw tightened as he exhaled sharply. He should be happy she was back home and away from him. He was finally from her constant chattering.Then why did it feel like he’d lost something instead?Silly.He hadn’t lost shit. He could see her whenever he wanted to. It’s not like she lived in another state or something.Lucas nodded to himself. That’s right, he will just go see her. Maybe bother her at the litt
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 190. Concerned
Lucas’s car halts to a stop outside Amy’s apartment building.Amy’s heart raced as she stared at the building, realizing their unexpected adventure was coming to an end. She swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry.Lucas cleared his throat. “Well, here we are.”“Yep. Home sweet home,” Amy replied, her voice unnaturally high. She fumbled with her seatbelt, fingers trembling slightly as she tried to unlatch it. The damn thing seemed determined to keep her trapped in this moment.“Need some help?” Lucas asked, his voice laced with amusement.The seatbelt finally released with a soft click. Amy’s hand lingered on the buckle, her mind racing for some excuse…any excuse to prolong their time together.“I, uh…” Amy started, then trailed off, unsure what to say.Lucas turned to her, one eyebrow raised slightly. “Yes?”Amy’s breath caught in her throat as their eyes met.She opened her mouth, then closed it again. What could she possibly say that wouldn’t make her sound desperate or clingy? This
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 189. Anxious
“…and then I told her, ‘If you think that’s bad, you should see what happens when I try to use chopsticks!’” Amy’s words tumbled out in a frantic stream, her hands fluttering like startled birds as she gestured wildly. Her leg bounced incessantly, causing the entire row of airplane seats to vibrate subtly.Lucas gritted his teeth, trying to focus on the e-book displayed on his tablet.Amy had not stopped talking ever since they boarded. At this point, Lucas was used to her talking too much, but this time, it was excessive.“Oh! And did I ever tell you about the time I accidentally used dog shampoo for a month? My hair was so shiny, people kept asking if I’d had work done!” Amy let out a high-pitched laugh that set Lucas’s nerves on edge.He exhaled slowly through his nose, thumb hovering over the tablet’s screen as he debated whether to increase the volume on his noise-canceling headphones. It wouldn’t make a difference, he knew. Amy’s chatter seemed to defy the laws of physics, penet
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 188. I Will Help
“Sit down on that little table, and I’ll go get your drink,” Lucas offered, shrugging out of his jacket. “Hot chocolate, right?”“Right,” Amy said with a small smile.Amy turned her gaze to the window, focusing on the view instead of the flutter in her chest. This was just a fun day out. Don’t overthink it. This was one of her many flaws. Overthinking things.A few minutes later, Lucas returned with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate, each topped with a generous swirl of whipped cream. “One for you and one for me,” he said, sliding hers across the table.Amy took a sip, the warmth spreading through her and momentarily chasing away her thoughts. “Mmm, this is amazing.”“Told you this place was worth it,” Lucas said, taking a sip of his own. “So, how does it feel to have conquered your first ski slope?”She set her mug down and leaned back in her chair. “Honestly? It feels good. I didn’t think I’d enjoy it as much as I did.”“Told you you would,” Lucas said, his eyes fixed on hers.“So…
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 187. Not for Her
Amy’s eyes widened as she took Lucas’s hand, allowing him to pull her to her feet. “Skiing? Are you serious?” she exclaimed.Lucas smirked, enjoying her surprise. “Completely serious.”She bit her lip, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features. “But I’ve never skied before. No, it is too scary. I can’t.”He chuckled, tugging her hand gently. “Don’t be a chicken. I will teach you.”She shook her head no. “I will fall down the hill and break something. And then, you will be forced to take care of me for another six months. You will never find the time to woo Alicia at that pace.”Lucas stared at her in amusement. “You have no confidence in yourself, do you?”“ZERO. Now, can we do something else? Like…I don’t know…something does not involve me rolling down from high places?” Amy asked nervously.Lucas tightened his hold on her hand. “Nope. We are going skiing, and that’s final.”Amy groaned loudly, dragging her feet as Lucas led her toward the ski rental area.He rolled his eyes, ha
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 186. Outing
“What’s wrong now?” Lucas asked.Amy looked at him questioningly. “What do you mean? Nothing is wrong.”“Bullshit,” Lucas said, furrowing his brows. “You look like you are about to cry again. Is it something I said?”Amy shook her head no.Lucas stared at her for a long moment before clearing his throat. “Well…” he started. “Maybe you don’t need to leave just yet. I mean…there’s no rush, I guess.”Her eyes lit up. “Really? I can stay?”Lucas shifted uncomfortably, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah, I mean, if you want to. The mansion’s big enough, and it’s not like you’re taking up space.”Amy’s lips twitched, fighting a smile. “Are you sure? I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”He rolled his eyes but couldn’t suppress the smirk creeping onto his face. “You’re already a pain, so what’s a little more? Besides, you shouldn’t go back to the USA without doing some sightseeing in Sweden. There are some cool stuff we can do here during winter.”Amy’s eyes widened with surprise, and th
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 185. Harpy
Lucas woke up to the bright sunlight assaulting his eyes and the feel of a plump ass pressed against his groin.He groaned inwardly as he looked at the time. It was already past noon.He couldn’t believe he let Amy talk him into having sex for the second time.And then again this morning.Lucas sighed, running a hand over his face as the events of the past twelve hours replayed in his mind. He had no idea how Amy managed to seduce him so easily.Little nymph.He shifted slightly, trying not to wake her, but the feel of her bare skin against his sent a jolt through him. His cock stirred despite his better judgment.Get a grip, he scolded himself.Amy stirred, letting out a contented hum as she stretched lazily, pressing her body even closer to his. “Mmm, morning, Slut,” she murmured sleepily, her voice thick with satisfaction.Lucas groaned, burying his face in her hair. “It’s noon, and don’t call me that.”“Sorry. I shall call you Timmy’s Dad instead,” she muttered.Lucas sat up. “Tha
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 184. Little Timmy
Amy had never been taken like this before - with such raw, animalistic intensity. It was overwhelming, all-consuming, obliterating every thought beyond the feel of him inside her, stretching her, claiming her.She could feel the coil of tension winding tighter and tighter in her core, threatening to snap at any moment. Her thighs began to quake, her walls fluttering around his thick length as he hit that sweet spot inside her again and again.“Lucas,” she gasped. “I’m… I’m going to…”“Not yet,” he commanded roughly, reaching between their sweat-slicked bodies to circle her clit with his thumb. “I want to feel you come on my cock. I want to watch you fall apart.”A strangled cry escaped her lips as she came.Lucas didn’t let up, pistoning into her with deep, powerful thrusts.“Oh god,” he rasped. “I can’t control myself.”With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt one final time, finding his own release. She felt the hot spurts of his seed painting her inner walls as he shudd
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 183. Different
The kiss caught Amy off guard, her eyes widening as their lips met. She froze for a split second before parting her lips and allowing him to slip his tongue inside.And oh, was she glad she did.Amy’s heart pounded in her chest as Lucas flipped her on her back and deepened the kiss, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer. It felt so good—the way his lips moved against hers, his weight pressing on her, the heat that spread through her body like wildfire.This was wrong. So wrong. She barely knew this man. They just met less than twenty-four hours ago!And yet, she couldn’t bring herself to make him stop.His fingers tightened on her waist, his touch possessive.Amy’s hands, which had been hovering awkwardly in the air, found their way to his shoulders, gripping tightly. Every rational thought screamed at her to push him away, to put an end to this madness, but her body refused to obey.When they finally broke apart, both were breathless, their faces mere inches apart. Lucas’
