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POV Alejandro King The day finally came where I entered his cell and took a seat in my chair watching him. He was hardly recognizable. His hair grew out and his facial hair. I lit up my cigarette and he turned to look at me, his face riddled of fear. “ Hello Javier. The day has arrived.” He stared at me, eyes widened and I smiled wide. “ How does it feel, you fucking maggot, to know that I am the last person you will see before you die?” He shook his head and began to beg. “ I-I’m sorry, all right. I-I shouldn’t have-done what I did.” “ Do you think that’s going to be enough? You fucking tried to rape my Katarina and you think you can talk your way out of this?” I spat at him, venom seeping in my veins. I snapped my fingers and Sven wheeled in a table that contained the torture we had chosen for him. “ No, no. Dear cousin. Your fate is sealed. You should know better than to cross me, touch what’s mine.” I walked over to the table, picked up the knife, and heated it with the flameth
POV Katarina King I was out with Alejandro on the terrace eating breakfast and I finished and got up to go put the plate in the sink when I felt light-headed and fell against the counter, dropping the plate on the ground with a crash. The glass plate shattered and Alejandro stood up and quickly came to my side. “ Baby, Are you all right?” He looked at me with concern. I shook my head to reassure him. “ I think I just got up too fast. I’m fine.” He picked me up in his arms and sat me down on the stool close by. “ Take it easy, baby,” he grabbed a tall glass and poured me some water., “ Drink this.” He slowly brought it to my lips then he rubbed my back. “ Be careful today.I don’t want anything to happen to my angel.” He said as he peppered kisses on my brow. I swatted him away. “ Alejandro, I just got up too quickly, I am fine.” He gave me the ‘ Are you sure’ look and I smiled. This man, big bad mafia king and I have him wrapped around my finger. I can’t believe we’ve been married fo
POV Alejandro King As I watched Katarina sleep I was struck with worry. What was going on with her? She tried to be so strong and fight whatever was happening but her body was weak. I got called away to a meeting today and as I listened to the other families discuss the newest on the weapons front my thoughts were back home with Katarina. I didn’t want to be distracted but I couldn’t hide my worry and my father and Pedro noticed. “ Amico, is everything OK? You seem…out of it today.” He said as he handed me a cigarette. I was trying to cut back, especially since the numerous times Katarina was around me smoking she got sick. I lit it up, worried as I took a drag.” Katarina’s not feeling very well.” I replied back and then felt my father’s reassuring hand on my shoulder. “ I’m sure it’ll be fine, son.” He patted my back then walked over to pour a drink behind the bar. Pedro looked at me genuinely concerned, “ What seems to be the problem with her?” He asked, taking a sip of his brandy.
POV Katarina King Ever Since Alejandro found out I am carrying his heir he has been nothing but attentive to my every need. If I have a craving he was right on top of it. If I had a migraine he would massage my temples. He ran baths for me. Gave me foot massages. The works. Hands down Alejandro was the best future daddy I had ever seen. He didn’t let me out of his sight. Often if he had a meeting he could do over zoom, he did it. He didn’t like to leave me alone for very long. He went with me wherever I had to go and he wouldn’t let me lift anything heavy. Both he and Pedro hung around the house, reading the latest mommy blogger to get updates on what this trimester should be like. Isadora often would help Pedro with the research. Both of them would be the Godparents and they took their duties very seriously. “ It says here that her morning sickness should subside by the second trimester, right now she’s 13 weeks along and the baby is the size of a lemon.” Pedro said and Isadora sa
POV Alejandro King As we walked into the living room I wondered if Katarina was right. If she and I were forbidden to be together how would I feel? I know I would’ve gone through hell and high water to be with her, shit I mean we DID go through hell and high water to be together. There were a lot of obstacles we had to go through. First the poker game then she was kidnapped, and then Javier, and her hospitalization, and then her mother. We had come a long way and my angel was so strong through it all. I held her and kissed her neck. Man, I loved this woman. I couldn’t imagine if she wasn’t with me. “ Hey, Amico, why don’t we go out for a bro night and leave the girls?” I looked at Katarina and she smiled, softly caressing my face with her small hand. It amazed me how small she was compared to me and still how strong she is. Pedro looked at Isadora and then got up from the sofa and I kissed Katarina before grabbing my keys and heading out the door. If Katarina wanted me to talk to him
POV Katarina King As soon as the men left Isadora and I had a movie night in the theater room. We watched a rom-com and indulged in popcorn, snacks, and drinks. I remembered what I saw when we exited the elevator but was waiting for an opportunity to bring it up. She kept looking at her phone and I noticed she looked nervous. “ So, how long have you and Pedro been going out?” I asked and watched her reaction. Her eyes went wide and she looked like she might try to deny it so I continued, “ I saw you, Isadora. When Alejandro and I got out of the elevator, I saw you two kissing.” She took a handful of popcorn and threw it in her mouth then nodded. “ OK, you got me. What can I say? Pedro is hot. We’ve been hooking up.” She answered. I knew she was leaving something out. “ So you’re just hooking up, that’s it?” I asked curiously and met her gaze. “ Oh well if that’s all it is. How come lately you two have been inseparable?” “Inseparable? When?” She raised her brow, her eyes wide. I sm
POV Alejandro KingAfter our dinner with Pedro and Isadora we decided to help in breaking the news to our parents. We made arrangements for a family dinner and during that time we would hint at their relationship. I knew my father best, if he felt he came to the conclusion himself he would take it better. He was traditional but it wasn’t like Pedro wasn’t family already it was just he would really be family now. The way to my father was through my mother so if mother was overjoyed so would our father. That was what I was hoping for. I was in the kitchen helping my wife with preparations when the doorbell rang and Isadora and Pedro walked in. Isadora studied Katarina before finally stepping in to help out. All four of us were working together to ensure tonight went well. “ So when they get here maybe you two will be in another room. I’ll drop a subtle hint and get the wheels turning.” I suggested.They looked at each other and Pedro squeezed her hand. “ What happens if they don’t appr
Isadora and I were out shopping for nursery items when she noticed we were being followed. We ducked into another store and sure enough the middle-aged man followed us. He looked to be about the same age as Elsalvador and he was dressed very dapper. He was definitely mafia. As we wandered around he followed us. I was about to go into the next aisle when he approached me. “ Child, you remind me of someone. May I ask what your mother’s name is?” He asked as he stared at me. I looked at him and then at Isadora. “ I-I’m sorry but, do I know you? Why are you following me?” He stared at me waiting for a response, then I met Isadora’s eyes, pleading with her to help. “ She asked you first, Mister-” “ Martinez. Angelo Martinez,” he said as shook my hand. Angelo Martinez? As in my father? My real father. I started to look around at our surroundings and noticed there were approximately five men dressed in black wearing earpieces like bodyguards. I realized we were surrounded. “ I’m sorry f