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82. Mamma Bird
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 83. Move Back In
River’s eyes widened at the threat. “Are you insane?” he growled, his fierce gaze locked on Riley’s mischievous face.“I might be,” Riley said, her smile unwavering as she held the spoon steadily in front of his pressed lips.For a long, tense moment, they stared each other down, neither willing to back off. River’s mind raced, trying to decide if she was bluffing or crazy enough to actually go through with it. The determined glint in her eye suggested the latter.Finally, with an exasperated huff, River opened his mouth, allowing Riley to guide the spoon inside. The warm, savory broth hit his tongue, and he had to admit, it tasted pretty good. Not that he’d ever tell her that.Riley’s triumphant grin only irked him further. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” she cooed, already scooping up another spoonful.“I hate you,” River muttered, but there was no real venom in his words.“Aw, I hate you too,” Riley replied cheerfully, undeterred by his surly demeanor. “Now, open up for the cho
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A heavy sigh escaped Valerie’s lips as she headed home with Antonio, filled with relief and a hint of sadness. “Oh, Antonio,” she whispered, “I am so glad Tiffany and Lucas get to be with their father again.”Antonio’s arms enveloped her in a strong embrace, his heartbeat steady and reassuring against her chest. “Me too,” he murmured, “But why do you sound so sad?”Tears welled up in Valerie’s eyes as she looked into his deep brown ones. “I guess I miss them already. I got used to having them around all the time,” she added softly.Antonio’s expression turned serious. “Yes, you are right. It will be strange not having them around. I did love how eventful the house was with Lucas running around.” He chuckled.Valerie smiled faintly at Antonio’s words, the sound of his chuckle warming her heart despite the lingering sadness. “Yes, it was chaotic, but it was a good kind of chaos. The kind that fills a house with life.”Antonio gently wiped away a tear that escaped down her cheek. “We’ll
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Someone was shaking Riley. Her eyes snapped open, and she saw Lucas looming over her, his small hands insistent on her shoulders.“Riley, Riley, wake up!” His voice pierced the early morning stillness with a pitch that could only belong to a child who had discovered something marvelous.Blinking away the fog of unconsciousness, Riley propped herself on one elbow and peered up into Lucas’ face.“Lucas? What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice gravelly with sleep.“Pan-cakes!” he exclaimed. “You gotta come see! They are huge with strawberries on top this time!”Her pulse slowed down. It wasn’t an emergency—it was breakfast.Pancakes.A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “You are right. I should get up.”“Sorry, Riley. I wanted to let you sleep, but I couldn’t stop Lucas,” Tiffany said. She was standing by the door with a guilty expression on her face.“Come on, Riley!” Lucas tugged at her sleeve.Riley looked down at herself and hesitated. “I don’t know if this is appropriate for break
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River’s kiss was fierce, almost punishing, as he claimed Riley’s mouth with a hunger born of grief and rage. His hands roamed her body possessively, igniting a fire beneath her skin despite the turmoil swirling inside her.Riley’s mind screamed at her to push him away, to stop this before it went too far. But her body betrayed her, responding to his touch with a desperate need she couldn’t control. A whimper escaped her lips as River’s mouth trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin.“River, please…” she gasped, unsure if she was begging him to stop or to never stop.He growled against her throat, his hands tightening on her hips. “You want this, don’t you?” he accused, his voice rough with desire. “You want me to fuck you.”Shame flooded through Riley at the truth in his words. Even as her mind rebelled, her body arched into his touch, craving more.River’s hands slid up her ribcage, his thumbs brushing the undersides of her breasts. Riley shuddered, her nipples tig
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The door slammed shut with a deep thud, the force of it shaking the entire room. Riley's angry footsteps could be heard as she stormed into River's room."Riley," he growled through gritted teeth on the other side of the door."Go away, River. I am not leaving," Riley retorted, her voice laced with fury and determination.River jiggled the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge. The door was locked. "Open this damn door, Riley," he commanded."No," she spat back."Open it or I'll break it down," River threatened, his voice low and dangerous."Don't even think about it. This door is solid oak," she challenged."Try me," River said, his tone daring her to test him.The door flew open, and River was met with Riley's tearful face. "You can't make me go with Frank."River's eyes flashed with a mix of frustration and something softer, more conflicted. He took a deep breath, trying to control his anger as he looked at Riley, who was standing defiantly in front of him."Why are you so stubborn?" Riv
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 192. We had a Deal
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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…
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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
