The Mafia’s Fierce Angel

4th July, 2021.

BIANCA'S POV

With my hand on my still flat tummy, I thought for long how the past months had turned out for me. Nerve wrecking. I told myself I was doing the best by disappearing. Yes, disappearing! That was literally what I had done. I just disappeared like a puff of smoke. I hated the fact that I had to leave my boss and my job, which I loved so much. But then, at this point, there wasn't a better option left for me. If I didn't leave, then it would just be a big mess. How was I supposed to tell a man that was stuck on an impromptu vacation with me, due to simple mistake his men had made, by kidnapping me instead of his potential bride..... How was I supposed to tell that man that our few tumbles in bed had resulted to this?

I was pregnant for him and was so scared to let even my own parents know. God! My father was gonna skin me alive if he got to know about this. That was why I had to take the drastic actions I took once I found myself in that deep hole of shit. I resigned my job immediately because I definitely couldn't be working around as Alexander Russo's P.A, heavily pregnant with his cousin's child. Now that seemed like a very wrong idea to me. Neither could I stay back at my father's house. How was I going to explain my protruding stomach in the next months to come? 'Oh Dad, I guess I had too much salad during dinner today.'? Definitely not.

That is the reason why I had rented an apartment and moved out. As expected, moving out of my parent's house unprovoked, was quite a hassle because they tried to understand why I was leaving. No matter the number of times I yelled at the top of my lungs, telling them I was grown and no longer a child, therefore needed my own space and privacy, it sounded like I hadn't given a reasonable explanation yet. So I had to do what I did. I ran away from home. Literally. So far, trying to have a sensible conversation with them, and having them understand the fact that I'm grown enough to be on my own, wasn't working. I had to run off the next day when they were both away.

I stood from my bed and walked about in my very tiny room of a home. I had very little savings from working with Alexander for only a few months, so this was all I could manage to get for a house. I had to make do with the little I had, life was gonna be tough from here on. I definitely didn't plan on just hiding away in the small room apartment of mine, doing nothing until my baby was born. I had plans of getting a new job and working very hard. I had to save up enough money for when my baby was finally born. It had to be well provided for. I still couldn't believe I had to run away from my excellent job which took me a lot of time and preparation to bag. Another creature was in the picture now, and I found myself doing things I would never do on a normal day. Like for real! Who just ups and leaves a comfortable life with their parents, without a well drawn out plan for the future?

Just before my leg could hit the foot of my bed for the hundredth time, my phone rang out loudly, catching my attention and making me halt my steps. I looked to the middle of my bed where the phone laid, ringing out so loudly. A better look at the phone screen and I sighed when I saw who it was on the caller's ID. I missed her. I fell back on the bed and picked up the phone, quickly swiping up the answer button. Even God knew how much I wanted to talk to her. My entire head was so full that I couldn't really process a thing without panicking. I needed her help.

"Heyyyy Bibi!" Her excited voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

"Hey!" I replied, sounding more like a hen forced to dip itself in a jacuzzi. What did that even mean?

"Okayyyyyy...." Mila dragged, definitely noticing my mood. "I'm sorry, but you sound extremely horrible to me. Is all well?"

"Yeah." I lied, not knowing why I did. I thought I agreed to ask Mila for some help and advice? What the hell was I doing now?

"You know, Amara could lie to me and I'll swallow it hook, line, and sinker. But then, not you. What's really happening? We haven't talked since after the wedding, and I felt you had a whole lot to let me know. I had been so self absorbed during my wedding, that I failed to utilize the opportunity of having you with me physically. What's really happening Bibi?"

"Why do you sound like there is a problem?" I muttered.

"Because young lady, there is!" She yelled, sounding slightly frustrated. Wait a minute.... there was most definitely something she wasn't saying to me.

"You know, you can spit it out already. What do you want to say?"

"Well, what I want to say is that I'm confused! Extremely confused. Uncle Lucas has called earlier today." Now she was talking. I knew there was a lot more. "Bianca, did you really leave home?"

"Oh yes, I did." I replied.

"Oh yes, you did?" She asked in disbelief.