All Chapters of Felon- A Dark Mafia Romance: Chapter 91 - Chapter 97

Lilah’s POVThe weeks leading up to the wedding were a whirlwind of emotions, each day bringing a new layer of anticipation and nerves. Ivan and I had talked about marriage for a long time, but now that it was actually happening, it felt surreal. My heart fluttered with excitement, but there was also a deep sense of fear. I was about to marry the man who had once terrified me, the man who had been both my captor and my savior. And now, he was my everything.We’d decided to keep the wedding simple—a small ceremony with just a few close friends and family. I didn’t want anything big or extravagant; all I wanted was to be with Ivan, to make a promise to each other that we would be there for each other, no matter what. And now, with our baby on the way, it felt even more important to make those promises.The day of the wedding arrived, bright and sunny with a hint of warmth in the air. I stood in front of the mirror, looking at myself in the simple white dress I had chosen. It wasn’t anyt

Lilah’s POV Three months had flown by in a blur of love and anticipation. The honeymoon felt like a distant memory, replaced by the reality of settling into married life with Ivan and the excitement of preparing for our new addition. We’d talked endlessly about names for our baby, tossing ideas back and forth, and now, finally, the day had arrived. It was a crisp, early morning when I felt the first pangs of labor. Ivan had been at the gym when I woke him, my voice trembling with excitement and fear. “I think it’s time, Ivan.” His eyes widened, his face lighting up with a mixture of awe and panic. “Are you sure?” I nodded, squeezing his hand tightly. “Yeah. It’s happening.” Ivan didn’t waste a second. He was on his feet, grabbing the hospital bag we’d packed weeks ago, his face a picture of pure determination. “Let’s get to the hospital, Lilah. We’re having a baby today.” It was chaos from then on. The drive to the hospital was a blur of hurried conversations, Ivan’s hands gripp

Lilah’s POV Four Years LaterTime had flown by in a blur of sleepless nights, endless laughter, and countless little moments that had quickly filled our lives. Our daughter, Emma, was now a spirited, four-year-old little fireball, her wild, curly hair and mischievous eyes mirroring her father’s playful nature. She was the perfect combination of Ivan and me—independent, stubborn, and fiercely loving.It was a sunny Saturday afternoon when the naughtiness in Emma finally made itself known. Ivan and I were in the living room, sharing a quiet moment after putting Emma down for her nap. The house was blissfully silent for once, a rare occurrence with a young child in the house.“I can’t believe our little girl is four already,” Ivan said, pulling me close for a kiss.I smiled, resting my head against his shoulder. “I know, it’s gone by so fast.”“I can still remember the first time I held her,” he murmured, his voice soft with emotion. “It feels like only yesterday.”I squeezed him tightl

Lilah’s POV Fifteen Years Later...Life had a way of sneaking up on you, didn’t it? One moment, you’re sitting in a hospital room, holding your newborn daughter, and the next, you’re standing in the living room, watching her head off to high school with a backpack almost as big as she is. Time was a thief, stealing the days and weeks, leaving behind only memories of laughter, tears, and endless love.Emma was fifteen now, and her personality was a perfect mix of Ivan and me. She had his stubbornness and my kindness, his determination and my sense of wonder. She was beautiful, inside and out, with her father’s blue eyes and my dark curls. And she was all grown up.“You ready, sweetheart?” I asked, smoothing a wrinkle from her uniform.Emma turned to me with a smile, her cheeks flushing a little. “I guess so, Mom. It’s just high school, not the end of the world.”I chuckled, trying to keep my voice steady. “I know, but it’s a big step, isn’t it?”Emma shrugged, her eyes showing a matur