MY KITTEN IS PREGNANT

CHAPTER 5

ALESSANDRO POV.

I leaned in, pressing my lips against hers as I pulled her closer, carefully carrying her to the bed. If this was what she wanted, then I didn’t mind giving her one of the best memories of her life.

Putting her on the bed, I broke off the kiss, staring blankly at her. I asked again, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

She nodded urgently and breathlessly, “I’m sure.”

I quickly pinned her against the bed and ravaged her lips while my hands moved to grab her sweaty, succulent breasts. I knew she said she just wanted to take her mind off something, but I was doing it diligently. I had been drawn to that curvy body since I carried her to the hospital. It had been years since I touched a woman this way, and that was because I didn’t usually enjoy it.

But there was something about how this woman’s body aroused me. Was it the way she kissed me? It made me want to risk everything for her. As she kissed me, she slowly unzipped my pants and carefully forced her way through, letting her hand go down the bulge between my legs, forcing me to moan into her mouth. She gently squeezed it, making me groan.

I slowly lowered my lips to her nipples, circling my tongue around them while I moved my hand to her thighs. As I slid down between her thighs, feeling the hot wetness on my hands, I heard her gasp. A satisfying smile curled up my lips as I dug deeper, forcing her to hold my hair as she kissed me viciously, trying not to moan too loudly as I pleasured her with my fingers.

When I sensed that she was trying to hold back her moans, I increased the pace of my fingers. I loved hearing her moan loudly. I guess I was just addicted to hearing her cries of pleasure. As I increased the pace, she couldn’t hold back anymore and screamed in ecstasy. She cried out in pleasure, wanting me to stop and also continue at the same time.

That day, we slept side by side, stark naked. I watched her sleep in my arms.

The following day, when I stirred awake, I instinctively reached out, but my hands only met the cool sheets. I opened my eyes groggily, blinking against the sunlight. Today was my last day in New York.

Stepping out of bed, I noticed that my little kitten wasn't with me. I looked around the quiet room and frowned when I didn't find her. I wiped my eyes, clearing the remnants of sleep as I walked outside.

Glancing at the wall clock, I saw it was just nine in the morning.

"Good morning." She almost scared me. I looked back to see her wearing just a towel, and something in me started to stir again, but I didn't have time for that now. I needed to get back to Italy as soon as possible. I must have missed my chance to campaign as the boss of the Bianchi mafia group, and I knew my brothers would snatch this opportunity to forge ahead with theirs.

I looked at her, not knowing the right words to say. I barely even knew her name.

"What is your name, kitten?" I asked bluntly.

Her lips parted into a smile. "My name is Olivia."

That's such a nice name, by the way, but I would still call her kitten… .. My kitten.

"Thank you for last night," she said shyly, fidgeting with her dress and refusing to look me in the eyes. Well, I didn't care; I simply smiled and moved to get ready to return to Italy.

I turned to her and said, "So what are your plans? You will have to leave for your house today. I am leaving for Italy this morning."

She looked me squarely in the eyes and uttered, "I will go with you. We agreed I would go anywhere with you."

My brows raised in disbelief. What? Doesn't this kitten have a home? I knew for a fact that she wasn't homeless, but something had happened, and she was avoiding home for now. But following me back to Italy was quite ridiculous!

Did she even know what she was asking for?

I kept silent and walked away it was time to pack my bags. I had sent Zack to do some research on this kitten to find out where she came from and why she didn't want to return home.

The ringtone of my phone snapped me from packing, and when I picked it up, it was Zack. Speaking of the devil, I quickly answered the call. "Hey, Zack. Anything useful?"

"Yes, sir. Check your email," he answered, and I abruptly ended the call. I quickly scrolled through my email, curious about who this kitten was.

I sat down slowly, my head spinning from the news that my kitten is the disowned daughter of the Brown family. My lips curled up into a satisfying smirk. The puzzle was coming together without me lifting a finger. So the whole time she was speeding away, it was because her family let her down. This is getting interesting, to be honest.

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11:23 AM, New York.

I was seated in an armchair, waiting for the doctor to come out of the room where he was doing a thorough checkup on my kitten. Since she wants to follow me anywhere I go, she might as well be my wife until I achieve my goal of becoming boss. But I needed to ensure she was fit to be my wife. Even if she would be a fake one, knowing my family, they would run ridiculous medical tests on her.

So I’d save them the stress and also spare my little kitten the fear. I know how scary it would be to take her back there, but I needed to win this campaign, and we both had one common enemy—the Brown family!

The door finally swung open, and I jerked up from my seat, approaching the doctor with a curious gaze.

“Mr. Combs, her blood group is good, her body is also fit, and tracking her records, I couldn't find any hereditary illnesses.” His lips curled up into a smile as he moved forward and shook my hand. “Congratulations, your baby is very much healthy and strong, just like his father.”

I stumbled back in shock. “Ba ba… . . .”

I was still reeling in shock when my kitten stepped in. I didn't even realize she was already out of the room.

“What did you say?” she pulled the doctor’s arm aggressively. “I’m pregnant?”

The man nodded. “Yes, ma’am. Congratulations once again.”