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87. I Am Sorry

ผู้เขียน: Angela Lynn Carver
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Riley's eyes fluttered open as she felt herself being lifted off the plush comfort of River's bed. Confused and disoriented, she tried to piece together what was happening.

Her body was being moved without her consent, but surely River wouldn't kick her out of his bed like this? Was it morning already? Had he finished with her and now wanted her gone?

God...he could've at least waited until morning.

Her arms wrapped tightly around his strong neck, pulling her closer to him as he carried her with ease. She could feel the heat radiating off of his bare skin, warming her own naked body. Despite the soreness and aching all over, she couldn't help but relax into his embrace.

Through the haze of sleep, Riley tried to clear her mind, but it was like swimming against a thick current. As River carried her, she buried her face in the curve of his neck, taking in his scent - a blend of musk and pine that was both familiar and intoxicating. It calmed her racing thoughts and somehow made everythin
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  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   88. Go Home

    A few hours later, Riley moved toward the garden where Tiffany and Lucas were, according to Mrs. Caldwell. She could hear their laughter as soon as she opened the back door, and her mood lifted."Can I join you?" she chirped as she saw them playing catch.Tiffany's eyes sparkled with delight while Lucas' grin spread wide beneath his freckles. "Sure!" they chimed in unison, welcoming her into their circle.The air was alive with the sound of their laughter as Riley slipped seamlessly into their game. She scooped up the ball with surprising grace, muscles coiling and releasing with each throw, her athletic build finding its purpose in the simple joy of the moment."Wow! You are so good at this!" Tiffany exclaimed."I played softball in high school." Riley giggled. "I was very good at that."As the ball exchanged hands, zipping from Riley to Tiffany, then rocketing towards Lucas.River watched from the patio, and his eyes softened at the sight. But the warmth that flickered in his chest

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  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   89. Savage Love

    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

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-09-01
  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   90. Breaking Up

    River held Riley tightly against his chest, their bodies still tangled together. As they both tried to catch their breaths, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. His cock remained buried deep inside her, and the warmth of her skin against his was both comforting and electrifying, and he never wanted to let go."If you want me to leave, you will have to let go, River," Riley whispered and brushed her lips against his.River's grip tightened instinctively at her words, a low growl rumbling in his chest. The thought of letting Riley go, of not having her in his arms, sent a sharp pang through his heart.But he slowly let her down and backed away, allowing her to gather herself."Yeah. Your saintly fiance must be going crazy out there," he said through gritted teeth.Riley grinned at him. "For someone who wants nothing to do with me, you sure can't keep your hands off of me," she said.River's eyes flashed with irritation. She was teasing him, pushing his buttons

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-09-02
  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   91. Marry Her

    Riley's heart twisted as she saw her father, Alexander, standing there with open arms. His face lit up with a smile, genuine relief evident in his eyes. For a moment, she hesitated, guilt gnawing at her insides. She felt like she was betraying him by even being in the same room after everything that had happened with River.But she forced a smile and stepped forward, allowing herself to be enveloped in her father's embrace. His familiar scent, a mix of expensive cologne and the faintest hint of cigar smoke filled her senses, bringing with it a sense of comfort she hadn't realized she was missing."My little girl is home," Alexander murmured, holding her close. His voice was filled with emotion, the tough exterior he usually presented to the world softening as he held his daughter.Riley closed her eyes, letting herself be comforted by the warmth of her father's embrace, even though she felt like she didn't deserve it. "I'm home, Dad," she whispered, her voice thick with unshed tears.A

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-09-03
  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   92. Happiness

    River didn't speak for a few moments.Marry Riley? What the hell was Alexander Torres thinking suggesting that?"You want me to marry your daughter?" he repeated lamely."Yes.""You want me to become your son-in-law?" River stammered, his voice filled with disbelief and confusion. It seemed like an impossible scenario, one he never would have imagined in a million years."Trust me, I am not so thrilled about it either," Alexander suggested."Then why did you suggest that?" River mused.Alexander sighed heavily, the weight of his words settling over the phone line. "Because my daughter loves you, Foster. And despite everything that's happened between us, I want her to be happy."River ran a hand through his hair, his mind racing. The idea of marrying Riley, of becoming a part of the Torres family, was surreal. He couldn't deny the pull he felt towards her, the way she had managed to get under his skin and make him feel things he thought he'd never feel again after losing Ellie. But th

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-09-04
  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   93. Stuck with Me

    Riley stood in the bridal suite, her heart racing as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wore a long white gown, what she considered her dream wedding dress. Her hair had been pinned into soft curls, a veil draped lightly over her shoulders. She looked the part of a bride, but inside, she was anything but calm.Her heart pounded so loudly she thought it might burst from her chest. She took deep breaths, trying to still the anxious tremble in her hands. This was it. Today she was marrying River Foster—the man she’d fallen for, the man who had haunted her thoughts, and yet, a man surrounded by so much grief and darkness. The reality of it all felt surreal, as if she were caught in a dream she couldn’t wake from.Riley turned away from the mirror, her gaze falling on the bouquet sitting on the table beside her. It was a beautiful arrangement of white roses and lilies, delicate and perfect."You okay?" Valerie asked gently, stepping inside and closing the door behind her.Ril

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-09-05
  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   94. Don’t Kill Me

    River stood at the edge of the reception, the low hum of music and laughter swirling around him, but his attention was fixated on the sight before him—Riley, his new bride, twirling Lucas in her arms. His six-year-old son’s face was lit up with pure joy, giggling as Riley danced with him, her smile as radiant as ever.His chest tightened at the sight. It was a strange feeling, one he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in so long—happiness mixed with a deep ache he couldn’t quite name.The way Riley fit so easily into this life, into his son’s world, was both comforting and terrifying. He wasn’t used to letting people in, not since Ellie.Before he could lose himself in the thought, River felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder. He didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.“Alexander,” River greeted, his voice a low rumble, eyes still fixed on Riley and Lucas.Alexander stood beside him, his gaze following River’s to the dance floor. For a long moment, neither of them spoke, the only s

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-09-08
  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   95. Mrs. Foster

    They stared at each other for a moment. "You don't?" she asked quietly."No," River said, shrugging off his jacket and laying it on the couch near the bed."So, are we going to...um..." she stammered.She groaned inwardly. Why did she feel so tongue-tied in front of him? He was her husband now, for Christ's sake!"What are you trying to ask, Riley? Just spit it out," River asked, loosening his tie."It's our wedding night," she said softly, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her dress."Yes, it is," he said as he threw the tie at the chair."So I wanted to know if you are planning to...if we are going to...um...""Make love?" he asked. The corner of his mouth twitched up.Riley's cheeks flushed as River's words hung in the air. She felt a nervous flutter in her stomach, the tension between them growing."Yes," she finally managed, her voice barely above a whisper. "That.""Hmm...what do you think we should do, Riley?" he asked, his blue eyes twinkling.His question caught her off gua

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  • The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride   192. We had a Deal

    “Amy, you are back! I am so sorry about your grandma,” Joanne exclaimed, giving Amy a big hug.Amy blinked. “My grandma?”Joanne released her from her embrace and looked at her, her eyes full of sympathy. “Brian told me you called and told him you needed a week off to visit your sick grandma in Tennessee.”“I did?” Amy asked but then quickly recovered. “Ah, yes. I did. Poor granny,” she said, thinking about both of her grandmas, who had been dead for years now.Joanne patted Amy’s arm. “You did a good thing by going to her. Family comes first.”Amy forced a tight smile. “Thanks, Joanne. She will be fine. Where is Brian?”Joanne glanced toward the back office. “He’s in the back office.” Joanne gave her another sympathetic smile. Amy swallowed down the guilt bubbling up inside her. “Yeah… thanks, Joanne.”Amy made her way toward Brian’s office. So she wasn’t fired because someone called Brian and made up the fake grandma story.She lightly knocked on his door.“Come in,” Brian called o

  • 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

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