Chapter 35 A HAPPY ENDING
Uh oh, I forgot about that.
I look down at my clothes, I had jeans on and a thick cardigan sweater on.
"Did you want to change your mind?" He laughs.
"No, II just need to get myself prepared." I say.
I look down at Conner’s black hoodie that was much lighter than my hot sweater and pick it up, feeling his eyes burning through my skin.
"I'll be back." I say, going into the bathroom to change.
I pull my jeans and sweater off, wearing the long hoodie that went down to my knee. It was long enough so I wouldn't flash anyone, and smelled like his cologne.
I tie my hair up into a high ponytail before walking out with my clothes in hand, placing them on a chair.
"Cazzo." He mumbles. His voice was husky, sending chills down my body as he walked closer to me.
I move my hand on his bare chest when he's about to lean in for a kiss. " We're here to learn, not kiss." I laugh, watching as his face turns disappointed.
" Bummer." He says as I walk over to the mat, going up to the boxing bag.
"Can I practice on this?" I ask, poking the hard punching bag.
"Sure." He laughs deeply, grabbing some sort of wrap and a pair of black gloves.
"What's that?" I ask, confused when he takes my hand in his, and starts wrapping it around my hand gently.
"To protect your hands before you let out all your anger on that boxing bag, principessa." He says, moving onto the right hand when he finishes the left.
Our bodies were so close to each other, I could nearly feel my heart beating out of my chest.
I couldn't help but look up at him through my lashes, admiring his face structure, the concentration on his face, his dark eyes and his soft lips, the way his jaw ticked and the tattoo behind his ear.
"You have a cross tattoo behind you ear, are you Christian?" I ask curiously, his eyes locking with mine.
"My mother was Christian, I wear the cross to remind me of her. I admired her pure heart, her dedication to being a good person." He shrugs, and I notice the glint of sadness in his eyes at the mention of his mother.
"Do they feel secure?" He suddenly asks, finished with wrapping. I nod my head, opening and closing my fists.
He grabs the boxing gloves, pulling them onto my hands. They were big, too big for my hands. I notice his initials in the boxing gloves, just like on most of his things.
"Wow, I get to use the great Conner’s boxing gloves." I joke, moving my hands around in the black boxing gloves as I smile at him.
"Don't waste your opportunity." He says, holding the boxing bag for me as I walk up to it.
"I just punch it?" I ask, looking at the bag.
"No, principessa you slam your head on it until you get a concussion." He says sarcastically and I glare at him.
"Don't be surprised if I accidentally aim for your face." I say jokingly.
I look at the bag, down to my boxing gloves, then I do it. My hand moves straight towards the bag. I expect the bag to move, even just a little at the force but nothing, not even a bit.
"Wow, you're really bad." He says, and I sigh in defeat.
"I give up." I say, releasing an annoyed breath.
"Try again, bend your wrist down and strike with your first two knuckles." He says, and I follow his directions.
"I don't think it worked." I groan, wondering how people even did this.
"Move your body this way." His voice says deeply behind me as his hands wrap around my waist.
I feel my face flush at the gesture, trying to control my breaths as his hand moves to position where my arms should be.
At the same time his leg moves in between mine, pushing my right leg back a little so my left foot was slightly in front of me.
"You don't need to punch it hard at first, focus on your positioning." He says, his mouth by my ear. I couldn't exactly focus with him so close to me but I just nod my head at his directions.
I punch the bag in the position he taught me, and look up at him to see if I did it right.
"Better." He says, and a smile covers my face.
"So, how long do you think it will take for me to learn how to really fight?" I ask.
" Eternity." He says, and I use my boxing glove to punch his arm.
"I'm not that bad." I say, moving to punch him again but he grabs my arm, twisting it behind me as he pushes my back against his body, his mouth near my ear.
"Nice try." He mumbles, my breath hitching at his distance.
"I know." I say, turning around to face him with a small smile. I look down at his lips, just moving a little closer would make our lips connect.
Just before our lips connect I move my knee up to his lower parts, a groan leaving his mouth as he moves to the ground in pain.
"Those were your kids." He groans, and I widen my eyes at his bluntness.
"You're crazy." I laugh, shrieking when he suddenly trips me. I end up landing on his chest, my hair in my face as I look down at him in shock.
"Couldn't resist me?" He says with a smirk, and I feel my face heat up, about to get off but he stops me, moving so I was underneath him and him hovering over me.
I try to glare at him but can't keep a serious face as I break into a laugh. He looks down at me, amused as he watches me laughing.
A loud knock sounds at the door suddenly and Conner groans in annoyance.
"I'm going to kill whoever is behind that door." He scowls, his angry face back as moves off of me, opening the door.
I get up, moving behind him.
Grayson stood there, a large smile on his face as he looked at Conner who had a murderous gaze on him.
"I..I forgot my water bottle in there, I'm parched." He stutters out nervously, pointing at a blue water bottle sitting in the corner of the room.
Conner’s jaw ticks in annoyance but he surprisingly lets Grayson in to get his water bottle. Grayson smiles at me with a wave before he walks back out with his water bottle.
"Bye Mr. Conner thanks fo-" Conner slams the door shut on Grayson face before he finishes his sentence.
"You should give him a chance." I giggle, finding it cute how much Grayson wanted to get on Conner’s good side.
" Maybe." He mumbles, moving my back against the door, his eyes on my lips. I suck in a breath when his hand slowly moves up under my hoodie.
His lips suddenly move onto my own and I melt into him instantly, my arms on his shoulders as he lifts me up so I'm straddling his waist.
His tongue attacks my mouth and I gasp as his hand moves down to my butt, pushing me against his erection. I was only wearing my thin underwear, and could feel my body heating up at his touch, wanting to get closer.
"II want you...now." I gasp out, as his kisses move down my neck and he suddenly stops, looking up at me.
"Cazzo princess ." He mutters, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door. I feel my face flush when we walk past all the men after what just happened in the room.
Grayson looks at me confused until another man whispers something into his ear and his face turns into one of realization.
How did they know? Oh my gosh, this was terribly embarrassing.
We make it to the bedroom and Conner locks the door, pushing me onto the bed as his lips move back onto mine.
He's been so busy lately, it's been a while since anything has happened between us, and my attraction towards him was only increased.
A gasp leaves my mouth as his kisses move between my thighs. A shiver running through my body when his lips kiss me through my underwear.
Before I know it my hoodie and undergarments are off, our kisses becoming more passionate as his hands explore my body.
The room was dark, only the light of the moon coming through the windows. Conner’s hand moves to cup my face as he looks down at me, his eyes gazing at me with a look I'd never seen before.
"Sophie." He says, and I look up at him through my lashes, waiting for him to finish what he was going to say.
His mouth moves to place a kiss on my jaw before the three words that make my heart jump leave his mouth.
"I love you."
Conner , loves me?
"La mia piccola principessa." He says, kissing my nose before moving onto my lips softly.
(my little princess)
Again, the feeling of my heart racing, the butterflies swirling in my stomach, my accelerated breathing.
It was more than lust, I felt complete with him, everything just felt right.
"I love you too." I breathe out, watching as his eyes move up to mine immediately.
He looked...
5 months later
Conner’s father, Allison, Matteo, Grayson, and all the men Conner worked close with in his mafia sat patiently as I'm about to open the large white envelope.
My baby bump had been big, and I kept the gender of the baby a secret to everyone including myself and Conner.
It was hard, but today was finally the day we'd find out.
When I told Conner I was pregnant his eyes lit up, and for the last 5 months he hasn't let me do a single thing on my own. He'd feed me, shower me, help me change and made me breakfast every morning.
I was nervous, but the thought of raising a kid with Conner made me happy, the thought of having our own child together was all I could ask for.
I'd never seen Conner happier, and it only made me feel happier myself as much as I was already ecstatic on being pregnant.
I open the envelope my eyes wide as I show it to Conner .
"Tell us already!" Matteo shouts impatiently as we look at the envelope. I feel my eyes water in joy before reading the envelope out loud.
Fraternal twins, boys.