The Mafia's Pregnant Bride

A'S

where it all began. The only difference is that I'm at the top of the New Orientals Hotel,

at

n. My father might as well have disowned me, the two people I thought were my people are now for each other, making them a thing

e world right now and getting rid of my child will only make me feel shitier that I already do. Besides, I have the money from my y

m behind. Solidifying my foot on the ground so I don't fall since I don't really want to die, I look behind

ing to keep my hair from temporarily blinding me and rooting my fe

being

I watch as my blond stranger from over a week ago alights from the helico

Just looking at his powerful strides, it takes everything in me not to turn scarlet red. The wind acts like a

have to crane my neck back just so I can look at him. Being 5'6, I wouldn't exactly call mys

ooks over the edge of the building for almo

ight death from whe

nk. "

d, he takes hold of my arms in his large, gloved hands,

ght us closer. So close that if I stand on my toes, and he

htly agape. "Falling from where you stood before is about 35% lesser. You'd die eventually, maybe after a night or two of trying to revive

?" I murmur, feeling like I'm losing my mind

remember? My inne

of his, not looking sorry at all. "Did you come all the way up here to admire the view that the hotel offers? Because then I should apo

asshole. If I was going to commit suicide and he knew about it, shouldn

I were, then I would have known to stay clear of him the moment we had our first encounter.

are

Ant

, me, and the world as I look away from him. "

nown what, M

ou can't marry me, Mr. Romano because I'm no good at the mom

ecause you'

, how did he know to find me here? Is it purely coincidental or d

ace, like he knows something I don't. "I need a wife and a child along the way. And here you are,

ock. "What I want

concern, Miss Dexter." He's

ou think I'll agr

ing my nipples stand at peak. My face changes to a crimson red because his eyes are immediately dr

louder than that fact. If you accept my proposal, you'll have my protection, Miss

that I don't have the protectio

'm sorry, Miss Dexter, you don't have any

e isn't wrong but I don't admit it out loud. I don't ev

tion on my own." I

t over to me, he says, "When you don't, go through this contract with your lawye

s away walking in the direction o

me here?" I shout above

s purely coincidental." And with that, he disappears into the opening of the door being held