A few days later...
"God, isn't he just the most precious thing you've ever laid eyes on?" I gasp as I admire Aaron sleeping calmly in his crib.
"He most definitely is," Luke chuckles and stares down at him with a proud smile.
Aaron's eyes suddenly flutter open, revealing his big, ocean blue orbs.
He looks just like his father.
His arm escapes from his swaddled body as he lets out a long, adorable yawn. He stares up at Luke, then his attention is drawn to me when he begins to cry.
"I think he's hungry," Luke tells me and picks the crying baby up from the crib. I go and take a seat on a nearby chair
Maria's POVA few nights later...Close your eyes.Count sheep...1..2..3..Phew, I got past-Loud cries then suddenly erupt from the bedroom next to us and I'm fast to hop out of bed.Walking towards the nursery, Luke stirs in bed and a groggy noise escapes from his mouth as he sits up in bed. "I can get it, go back to sleep," he says and walks past me and into the room.
I wake up the next morning; my throat feeling as if sandpaper had carved it's initials inside of me.Sitting up, I look around and my eye immediately catches the tall glass of water sitting on my bedside table. I quickly grab the glass and gulp down every last bit of water from it."Thirsty?" I hear Luke say. I turn around and see Luke walking out of the nursery and towards me, Aaron sleeping calmly in his arms.I chuckle awkwardly, "parched.."He sighs disappointedly and sets Aaron down in a nearby cradle. He then walks over to me and stares down at me from above. "Have you been fucking another man?!" he speaks in harsh, quieted tone.My heart drops and I feel it begin to break into
Maria's POVIt's been over a week since Luke and I's first big fight in a long time.I've set up a cot in the baby's room and sleep there now. I tried to reconcile with him, but he's just so mad at me I don't know how to deal with it.Right now Luke has Aaron, so I'm going uptown to pick up a few things. You're probably thinking, 'Maria! Luke will kill you if he knows you left the house without him,' and no, he won't. I've already left the house multiple times and he hasn't given two fucks. He seems to only give a shit about me when the fate of his fucking Mafia is in my womb.As I pull out of the driveway, I notice guards at the exit. I slow down to talk to them like I usually would, but today they don't seem to care
A week later"Good morning, my sweet boy!" I coo as I lift Aaron from his crib. He contently smilies with an airy giggle as I pull him close to me. I look down at his drolly smile and take the end of my shirt and wipe it away. "Hungry?" I ask him and he begins to bounce around in excitement. I smile at his want to eat and take a seat on the chair, beginning to feed him like I always do.For the past week, Luke and I have been having sex. A lot of sex. No, he still isn't really talking to me and leaves every time we do it, which is at least 2-3 times a day. And as much as I want to stop since this since it isn't healthy for our relationship, god, I just can't get enough of him.I've tried talking to him the fourth time, but he completely ignored me and le
We walk down a long hallway that's been newly constructed for teens and younger. It was added as soon as Aaron was born. But I never thought I'd have to use it for him."Right here," Jasmine finally says and leads me into a room right of the hallway. When I enter, an older doctor is standing there checking Aaron's heartbeat and probably breath sounds by the looks of it. "This is Dr. Wells. He is one of the best paediatricians around," Jasmine introduces.I walk up to the small hospital crib they've put him in and grip onto the railings, looking down at him. "How's he doing?" I ask anxiously.The doctor sighs and looks up at me. "He had a pretty hard fall and suffered a few injuries which will keep him here for awhile. Thankfully, there is no visible brain damage as far as I can see. It
The next dayMaria's POVI am a terrible mother.I am a terrible person.My actions are unforgivable.That's what I've been telling myself for the last three days non-stop. And I don't plan on stopping for as long as I live.Some may think it was just an accident. But no, I severely injured 'his son' and the heir to the biggest Mafia empire to ever exist. That's a mistake that cannot be forgiven.I'm starting to believe Luke has told everyone what has happened, since everyone is being so cruel to me now.
Maria's POVA month later...This life is hell. This life is a hell no one should have to experience.I've gone a month without barely seeing my baby and holding him because of my actions.The day I was told to feed Aaron, I had refused to hold him out of fear I may hurt him again. This means I pump the milk from myself now and makeup bottles for him which a maid brings 5 times a day.My days always consist of the same things: Sleeping, eating when I can, pumping, gardening, and reading. I lead a very depressing life.Since I almost never talk to Luke or engage with him or Aaron at this poi
A week later...Maria's POV"Aaron!" I gasp as I lift him from his crib which causes me to get an even bigger whiff of his stinky diaper. He smiles knowingly while I shake my head with a slight giggle.I carry the little stinker over to the changing table and place him down on the soft cushiony surface. He brings his hands to his feet and uses his baby flexibility to attempt to put his foot in his mouth. "Aaron.." I warn and he stops in the motion and stares up at me. "What did mommy say about trying to eat your feet? It's no good for you!" I tell him and he releases his foot.Grabbing a diaper, I undress him from his yellow giraffe onesie and put a new diaper and clothes on him.
Jasmine and I both look to each other right after we had both just shared the shocked statement of, "Wait.. what?"I take a deep breath at attempt to gather myself while Jasmine slowly walks to Maria's bed beside Aaron. "Aaron, sweetie?" She touches his shoulder and he stares sadly with his big blue eyes. "Does Mommy have a baby in her stomach?" She asks and points to Maria's abdomen.Aaron nods then directs his attention back to unconscious Maria. "Mama, wake up.." he whispers and continues to stroke her hand softly.My brain feels like it might explode. How could I have let this happen? Fuck, I promised things would change and that she'd be safe this time. But of course, that fucking stalker had to show up again right when we were starting to become happy again.
Unknown's POV"Holy shit, Boss," Amanda gasps. "Y-you killed him!"Standing up from the solid stance I was just in, I flick on the safety to my weapon and stuff it back into the holster. "Don't act so surprised," I remark, quickly facing her then back to the unconscious woman who now has a corpse on top of her. "C'mon, let's get this disgusting excuse for a human off of her and help the poor woman." Then we all rush towards her and us women pull the big bulky man off of her."Thank god," I hear Lindsey breathe out."What the hell are you talking about?" I scrunch my eyebrows together and face her with pure confusion."We got here just in time, this bastard nearly rap
A month later..Maria's POV"Mommy!" A whispery voice calls out. "Mommy I needs to pee! Wake up!"I groan and sit up in bed, only to see Aaron at the foot of my bed, legs crossed and holding himself. "Where's Dad?" I ask as I groggily stumble out of bed and lead Aaron to the bathroom."Work," he says right before he almost rips off his pants and sits down on his little potty.I leave Aaron to do his business while I go over to the sink to get ready for the day. When I open the drawer to retrieve my toothbrush and face wash, I notice my feminine products neatly organized in a basket. I reach in and grab the basket and set it on the countertop. At the
The next morning, I wake up to a faintly familiar feeling beneath me. I pull my head off of the comforting warmth I'm laying on and see Luke sleeping peacefully; his broad, muscular chest on display for me."Shit," I mouth to myself as I attempt to recall what happened last night, but I'm left dumbfounded. All I know is that we slept together.Bad girl, Maria. Bad, bad girl.Sighing disappointedly, I sit up fully and get out of bed as quietly as possible. As I reach for the nightgown that is now on the floor, I hear the blankets and sheets shuffle about and soon a husky, "Maria? Where are you going?""Home," I reply as I scurry to put my dress back on my now cold body.Luke sighs hea
Maria's POVA few hours after Luke had left with Aaron, I was already finished cleaning the house and left with absolutely nothing to do. It's past 7 o'clock by now and I've decided to make some toast for supper.Once my 'dinner' is done, I turn on some Grey's Anatomy and plop down on the couch in front of the T.V. I've only started watching the show and I'm beginning to realize the Dr. Montgomery on there looks alike to my Dr. Montgomery.Watching Grey's Anatomy is one of the things I do while Aaron is either sleeping or at his fathers. Other than that, I usually clean the house until it can't be cleaned or will go for a run.Watching this show will be the closest experience I'll ever have to being a doctor.
A week later...Maria's POV"Aaron!" I gasp as I lift him from his crib which causes me to get an even bigger whiff of his stinky diaper. He smiles knowingly while I shake my head with a slight giggle.I carry the little stinker over to the changing table and place him down on the soft cushiony surface. He brings his hands to his feet and uses his baby flexibility to attempt to put his foot in his mouth. "Aaron.." I warn and he stops in the motion and stares up at me. "What did mommy say about trying to eat your feet? It's no good for you!" I tell him and he releases his foot.Grabbing a diaper, I undress him from his yellow giraffe onesie and put a new diaper and clothes on him.
Maria's POVA month later...This life is hell. This life is a hell no one should have to experience.I've gone a month without barely seeing my baby and holding him because of my actions.The day I was told to feed Aaron, I had refused to hold him out of fear I may hurt him again. This means I pump the milk from myself now and makeup bottles for him which a maid brings 5 times a day.My days always consist of the same things: Sleeping, eating when I can, pumping, gardening, and reading. I lead a very depressing life.Since I almost never talk to Luke or engage with him or Aaron at this poi
The next dayMaria's POVI am a terrible mother.I am a terrible person.My actions are unforgivable.That's what I've been telling myself for the last three days non-stop. And I don't plan on stopping for as long as I live.Some may think it was just an accident. But no, I severely injured 'his son' and the heir to the biggest Mafia empire to ever exist. That's a mistake that cannot be forgiven.I'm starting to believe Luke has told everyone what has happened, since everyone is being so cruel to me now.
We walk down a long hallway that's been newly constructed for teens and younger. It was added as soon as Aaron was born. But I never thought I'd have to use it for him."Right here," Jasmine finally says and leads me into a room right of the hallway. When I enter, an older doctor is standing there checking Aaron's heartbeat and probably breath sounds by the looks of it. "This is Dr. Wells. He is one of the best paediatricians around," Jasmine introduces.I walk up to the small hospital crib they've put him in and grip onto the railings, looking down at him. "How's he doing?" I ask anxiously.The doctor sighs and looks up at me. "He had a pretty hard fall and suffered a few injuries which will keep him here for awhile. Thankfully, there is no visible brain damage as far as I can see. It