All Chapters of Mafia Lord’s Sinful Desires : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A month had passed, and Evelyn's pregnancy bump was now visibly growing. The morning sun streamed through the kitchen windows, filling the room with a warm glow. The scent of freshly cooked porridge wafted through the air, mingling with the sounds of clinking dishes and cheerful chatter.Evelyn sat at the kitchen table, her father, standing beside her with a stern yet loving expression. In front of her was a bowl of porridge, steam curling up from it invitingly. Evelyn, however, was less than enthused."Dad, I’m not hungry," she whined, pushing the bowl away slightly. Her voice had a playful, almost childlike tone to it.Her father shook his head, his eyes twinkling with a mix of amusement and determination. "Evelyn, you need to eat. It's important for you and the baby."Evelyn pouted, crossing her arms over her chest."But I don’t want porridge. It’s boring."Her mother, chuckled from the other side of the kitchen, where she was busy washing dishes. She turned to look at them, he

Evelyn entered the living room, her hand instinctively resting on her baby bump. She felt a mix of excitement and nerves, knowing that she was seeing Eloise after a long time. The last time they met, her pregnancy had not yet been revealed.Eloise looked up from arranging a tray of tea and biscuits on the coffee table. Her eyes widened in surprise and then softened with delight as she noticed Evelyn’s baby bump.“Evelyn! Oh my goodness, you’re pregnant!” Eloise exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine joy.Evelyn nodded, a shy smile spreading across her face. “Yes, I am. It’s still a bit surreal.”Eloise hurried over, enveloping Evelyn in a warm embrace. As they pulled apart, Eloise gently placed her hands on Evelyn’s bump, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “I’m so thrilled for you! How far along are you?”“ three months this month ” Evelyn replied, feeling a wave of warmth and gratitude wash over her.Eloise guided Evelyn to the sofa, where they both sat down. Eloise poured the

Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed and a pout on her face. The house was alive with the sounds of laughter, chatter, and the occasional clinking of dishes. Everyone was bustling around, preparing for Kylie’s wedding, and the excitement was infectious. She could hear her sister’s laughter mixed with the enthusiastic voices of her family and friends, creating a symphony of joy that filled the house.“Evelyn, I told you to stay put!” Her mother’s voice called from the hallway, and Evelyn sighed.She glanced around her bedroom, feeling a pang of frustration. She wanted nothing more than to be in the thick of the preparations, helping with the decorations, the wedding dress, and all the little details that made a wedding special. But her mother had insisted she rest and avoid any strenuous activities.“This is so unfair,” Evelyn muttered to herself.Just then, the door creaked open, and her father peeked in, a warm smile spreading across his face when he saw her. “How’

Evelyn stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her outfit nervously. Tonight was her dinner with Dylan, a mix of excitement and apprehension fluttering in her stomach. As she smoothed down her dress, she heard a knock on her door and turned to see her brother Ethan standing there, arms crossed with a concerned expression."Evelyn, are you sure about this?" Ethan asked, his tone gentle but firm. "You barely know this guy."Evelyn sighed, knowing her brother's protective nature all too well. "I'll be fine, Ethan. Dylan seems nice, and I had a good time with him at Kylie's wedding.""But that's different," Ethan persisted. "You're going out alone with him now."Before Evelyn could respond, their father appeared in the doorway, holding out a small box. "I believe this belonged to your mother," he said softly, handing Evelyn a delicate necklace. "She wore it on our first dinner at La Petite Rose."Evelyn's heart squeezed with nostalgia as she took the necklace, memories of her mot

On the seventh day, as the afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, Evelyn lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The week's isolation had given her time to reflect and heal, but she knew she couldn't stay hidden forever. With a heavy sigh, she decided it was time to rejoin the world, starting with the family who loved her and had been so patient.She slowly got up, wrapped herself in a robe, and made her way downstairs. Her family was in the living room, and they looked up in surprise as she entered. "Evelyn!" Kylie exclaimed, rushing over to hug her. "We've missed you."Her father stood up, his eyes filled with relief. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"Evelyn managed a small smile. "Better. I'm ready to move forward. Thank you all for being here for me."Her family gathered around, offering their support and love. Evelyn knew the road ahead wouldn't be easy, but with her family by her side, she felt stronger and more determined than ever.Evelyn sat in the living room, the