The Mafia Don's Runaway Secret Baby

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f furniture and decor was worth an absolute fortune, radiating an oppressive sense of ancient wealth and untouchable po

was a vintage, massive bed, every inch of its intricate wooden patterns hand-carved by master artisans. The s

cession, their footsteps muffled by the thick, imported Persian rug. They immediately stood ramrod straight

my might to open my eyes and see the intruder, but through my groggy state, I could only make out a tall, broad-shouldered silhouette. Even in the shad

ing in the quiet room like the distant warning of a thunderstorm.

ute reverence. "She is the only suitable match we found in the blo

. Instantly, all the men who had just entered retreated silently, vanishing into th

darkness was the last thing I heard

.

oxygen into my burning lungs. Outside the window, the bright morning sun was shining brilliantly across th

vid dream! In the dream, there was a man, but I frustrating

it had been run over by a heavy truck; every single muscle and joint ached with a deep, in

sing the heels of my h

too realistic! It felt as though it had actually happ

been dating for a while, yet here I was, dreaming about doing that kind of intimate thing with a complete stranger. What

starting my life. Why on earth would I have a child for

week. Every night, the same shadows, the same overwhelming scent, the same inescapa

ine scent, a potent mix of expensive tobacco, dark cologne, and raw danger

es-noble, calm, and ter

elong to the same world as me. In reality, a man like that probably did

more that it was just a dream. Just

.

onths

he house was relatively quiet. Just as I was reading a complex passage from Shakespeare, trying to memorize the arc

the floor, and sprinted toward the bathroom down the hall. I threw open the toilet lid, dropped to my kn

the commotion, hurried over and began gen

d stepped out. Seeing me in such a miserable state, Skylar quickly crouched down beside me. Her eyes sparkled with a hidde

d the toilet, and weakly tried to stand, leaning heavily against the sink. But just as I was about t

it really just food poison

ea didn't subside. If

for a check-up, accompanied by my boyfriend, Evan. He held my hand in

tis. However, after a preliminary examination and asking me a few pointed questions about my cycle,

pool in my stomach, fa