All Chapters of Marrying the Mafia's Daughter: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

MAVERICK“That’s our baby, right? Like a little alien.” Lake looked baffled as the image of our baby appeared on the monitor with the fastest heartbeat I’d ever heard. “And that’s the heartbeat?”“Yes. Congratulations on the first glimpse of your baby about the size of a raspberry.”“Thank you, Doctor Chesca. That’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. How far is she?”“Your baby is about eight weeks old. When I saw her name on the appointment, I remembered Striker and London.”“Wait. You’re their doctor?” I asked, surprised.“Yeah, I have a few high-profile clients, but I know Lake is Striker’s cousin.”“Let me guess, Linden’s wife is also your patient?” Lake asked amusedly.“Yeah. Both babies. I’m happy to be your obstetrician, Maverick. I like your name, by the way.”“Thank you.”Once the doctor finished the ultrasound, she gave us a booklet. “You can decide how you prefer your labor. Don’t worry. You still have months to think.”“We’ll go with less pain, but it’s up to

LAKE“Are you sure it’s okay?” We were completely naked in bed. Our bodies pressed together, but I made sure I wouldn’t put my weight on her. My elbows were on the sides as I caged her with my arms.I really missed being inside her. She still looked hot and beautiful. Despite her having our baby in her womb, her body hadn’t changed a bit aside from her tits seeming to increase in size, and they were sweet, and those pink nipples were ripe.“Oh, God.” Her eyes pierced into mine. “If you want to sleep with me, just do it, or I will sleep in the other room.”“Baby, I just want to make sure it won’t hurt you,” I said half-jokingly.“You’re unbelievable.”“Why grumpy? You’re so cute when you’re angry. Your cheeks are like tomatoes. Is it a pregnancy thing?”“No, asshole. This me being turn-on while you won’t give me what I want.”“Then maybe I should let you beg for it. That’s your punishment for leaving me alone for a month. Imagine thirty days without seeing you, hearing from you, I was

MAVERICK“Why would I? I feel a little guilty, though. After what you’ve been through from what he did, you still cooked and baked for him, and that is something only a good heart could pull off without throwing the whole apple pie in his face. I gave my father a chance, not entirely, but you know what I mean. You should do it, too.”“Wait. You baked apple pie?” Beatreigh asked in surprise.“Yeah. She did, and that’s my breakfast this morning,” Lake said proudly to his mother.“Now, I’m jealous.”“Don’t be, Bea.”“Well, we can have dinner, all four or five, if your father’s new girlfriend will join us.”“I don’t think it’s a good idea, mom.”I gripped Lake’s thigh under the table. “It’s a good idea. I want to put all that negative energy behind me. I want to be on good terms with your father and his girlfriend now that I’m pregnant. I want to walk freely and eat ice cream in the park without thinking of threats or someone throwing tea on my face.”Lake sighed and nodded.“Really?” I a

MAVERICKHe sunk inside me with a shuddering groan, stopping when it felt right, when it felt too much, tracing kisses on my exposed shoulder towards my neck and my hair, inhaling my scent.I inhaled a deep breath as I felt him. I felt so connected to him that I could feel his emotions like we were one soul, with no barriers between us, just our love and devotion. Then I reached out to him as I turned my head to kiss him.He granted me with a moan as our mouths sealed in a searing, vulnerable kiss. Then he rocked into me. I cracked my eyes open, and he looked at me as we made love. It was beautiful, and I watched him mesmerize.He pulled out, laid me on my back, and came on top of me. I moved my hand behind his neck, burying my fingers in his hair, and he dipped his head to kiss me and slid his length back inside me, thrusting into me with precise precision, no rush, not hard, just us taking our time, cherishing the moment.We moaned and sighed as it felt right and perfect.We moved t

LAKEWe arrived at the hospital. After a few tests, the head of Oncology had my father’s file and took us to the conference room. They had the report of the Colonoscopy, some tests like PET scan, an MRI, and the biopsy done back home. They compared and explained to us in layman’s terms.“I want to be direct to you. There’s no need to sugarcoat it. You have stage IIB adenocarcinoma of the colon. The two doctors you went to for consultations are right. The cancer cell has grown to a small area of the wall of your colon and tissues, but it hasn’t metastasized to other organs. That’s why you’re experiencing some symptoms. The good thing is it can be treated through surgery and chemotherapy. There’s a huge chance you’ll be cancer-free within five years unless you will stay untreated.”“We will do the surgery and chemotherapy,” I answered quickly before my dad could reply. I didn’t know why he had to wait until it got worse.The doctor was patiently waiting for my father’s response.“Dad?”