All Chapters of Tangled With The Mafia King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Carrie“I am surprised you are not trying to get rid of this baby,” my doctor friend, Rachel, said. Rachel is a friend I have had since I was five. Our families lived beside each other and even though the bond both families formed has now tarnished, Rachel and I take it upon ourselves to continue what could not be finished.“I can’t.” I sank into the chair. “I need the company.” The ginger-haired lady in front of me smiled. “What?” I frowned.“You know this baby changes everything right?”“It already has.”“And the father?”“A handsome stranger who isn’t replying to the messages I left him.”“He might still reply.”I scoffed. “Yeah right. And he will save me from getting married,” I said sarcastically.She got up and grabbed a file. “Look at the bright side though.”“Which side?”“Your baby will come out beautiful.”I nodded in agreement as I replayed Alessandro’s face in my head. Not realising that I was already wearing a smile, I replied almost quietly, “I am glad I have this baby.”

Carrie“Miss Edwards…?”“D-Do you think this is a joke?” I managed to ask.“Is it?”“How can you move in with me? That’s… absurd.”“Then come with me. Leave this place and come with me.”“No.”He gave a small nod. “Then it is settled. I will be living with you from now on.”Suddenly, a piece of luggage I failed to notice earlier came into view and Alessandro Valante prepared to drag it into the house. But I blocked his way. Well, I was able to successfully do that because he let me block him.“Mr. Valante.” My smile became wider. ” I told you that I am fine. I don’t need you.”“You are the mother of my unborn child, Miss Edwards. I am not comfortable with leaving you here alone.” He let go of the luggage’s extensive handle to quickly draw up the sleeves of his slightly loose tee shirt. Now that I see it, he kind of looks sexy in casual wear.I guess he is a man that looks good no matter what he wears.Oh my goodness… Why is my mind derailing again?While urging myself to stay focused,

CarrieI have never known myself to feel such fear. I didn’t shiver this much when my father had a death scare and spent weeks in the hospital because of a heart attack. But there I was, unable to do anything reasonable for the first few seconds while I stared at Alessandro in horror.But I soon figured out that I was foolish for merely staying still. So, with cautious haste, I ran to the living room, grabbed my phone and rushed back to Alessandro who was telling me that he was still alive through the little groans he gave now and then.I settled properly on the ground and placed the man’s head on my lap. After a light slap to his right cheek to remind him to stay awake, I proceeded to call an ambulance. I was giving the correspondent the details of his situation when I noticed that his chest began to heave again.Worried… I cupped his face and began to plead for him to stay okay. “Alessandro… Please…” The redness spread to his neck and I could deduce that his airway could be blocked.

AlessandroOnce the door closed, the full hatred I harboured for years came rushing to me. Without acknowledging the fact that I was close to death hours ago, I snapped off the ridiculous thing that was connected to a vein on my wrist. With swiftness, I got off the bed and approached the window for some fresh air.It was already afternoon according to the clock hung on the wall facing my bed and I was reminded that I didn’t have time to waste. I have to get the mother of my unborn child positioned in a place I wish her to be.My silence reached my legs which walked the tiled floor as quietly as they could. Once I reached the sill of the window that was in my sight, I leaned over and observed how the rest of the world went about their activities.When I saw the way a mother in a wheelchair played with her child, a smile almost formed on my lips and I was reminded of the times when I wondered what life would have been like for me if I wasn’t born into the CDP gang.Well, the thing is, a

AlessandroTen years ago, I received a message that my mother had been taken captive by some thugs of a political party. I still recall how disoriented I felt right from the moment the message was received on our end.To this day, I don’t know how I moved or who moved with me. All I know is I mowed every obstacle out of my way until my mother was in my arms.But then… When she ended up in my arms, she was already gone.As I drove like a madman to the address Eduardo sent to me, I felt the same rush I felt that day. My heart ached and my brain worried. My palms sweated so much that they were almost slipping off the steering wheel.But I made sure to hold on as tight as I could. I held on and told myself that I was almost there. I told myself that nothing would happen to Miss Edwards.So with those thoughts pushing me, I increased my speed and I remained unyielding to the blasts of sirens behind me.After I stole a look at the cars behind me, the GPS notified me to take a left turn. I d