Chapter 28

27

Luciano

"How can you say this so confidently? Where's the proof?" Jennifer challenged Sofia. Fuck. Shit was going down. I had to do something. I had to stop it.

"Proof's in his hand. See it yourself," Sofia replied boldly. Jennifer turned her eyes at me as if she began to doubt my love for her. I remained quiet as my guilt-consciousness made my existence feel like a burden. I regretted doing this to the woman I madly loved. I never thought love would make me so weak and tamed that I would fall on my knees and surrender myself to worship her.

"Luciano? What's that?" Jennifer stood on her knees on the mattress, She was fisting her hands momentarily, her face had it all, she was dumbfounded but little did she have a clue. Her face made me fall into a trance again, I was mesmerised by her beauty until she crawled toward me and scooted out of the bed. She successfully snatched the file from my hands even though I tried my best to toss it away.

As she got hold of the file, my breath stuck in my throat. She was about to learn about her pregnancy. Should I deny the charges I was about to have? Should I defend myself? Or should I stay quiet like a nitwit?

Right now, I just had to live in the moment and look for her reaction. "Jennifer, don't..." I muttered uncomfortably but it was too late, I understood the water had passed my head the moment she glared at him. She turned to the first page. I was following her expression which was a tight frown morphing into a sudden mind-numbing shock. There she learnt she was pregnant. Get ready Luciano, the tsunami was on the run.

The shock was blending on her face. I could literally see her complexion turning paler. I wouldn't disagree that the reality was too harsh to accept in a snap and I felt accountable for that shock too but now, it was done, it was bound to happen one day. I could not change it.

In fact, if I would ever get a chance to go back in the past and rectify this mistake, I simply wouldn't do it. I would make the same mistake over and over again and call it the best night of my life which gladly it was. Those memories of her lying meekly on my bed still haunt me sometimes. The satisfaction when I saw that blood oozing out of her vagina was just amazing.

Come back to the present. She is crying and it's because of you, bastard!

Jennifer was in tears. She raised her eyes at me, asking unspoken questions, there were too many floating all around in her brain at once, I could clearly see it through. For once, I wanted to say this all was a lie. Sofia's set up plan to stain my reputation in her eyes because it was crystal clear how she started falling for me, even if a little, but it was a start. Her head was flooded with pain. Sofia wiped out all my hard work from her lunatic stunt. She surely had booked the hell's ticket. She would pay for this in ways that were unknown to her existence.

But for now, I had my princess to worry about. I could care less if she was hurt about Jennifer carrying my baby. She was the one who deserved it. I told her from the first day that she was nothing but an unwanted guest in my life. "H—How could this be possible? I—I—I don't understand," Jennifer's voice quavered. She could not have control over her weeping.

"Strawberry, we need to talk and I'll clarify it, give me a moment," I tenderly murmured to Jennifer—who was not in the state to register anything—and turned to Sofia, gripping her arm, I dragged her out the room and shut the door behind me. Sofia was protesting all the way, her shrill voice annoyed me even more that I ended up yanking her on the floor and her head hit the ground and she hissed. It was just the beginning of v punishment. "Are you happy already or is there more to mess up my life?" I lashed out.

She looked at me, her blond locks were covering her face but still, I managed to see her eyes covered in that slutty dark makeup. "It's easy for you to say that I mean nothing to you but I can't let a girl worthy of being my servant replace me..." Sofia stood up and ambled toward me, "Actually, I'm blown away, you preferred that poor girl to be the mother of your child, what a pity. What will you tell your kid? That his mother was a gold digger or desperate to be a second woman who choked on your dick and pretended as if she was mother Teresa all the while..." Before she could spit further about Jennifer, I couldn't help but break the rule no. 10—slapping the women of our family.

She again fell on the floor, it was prohibited to hit the women of our family and I just did it, Mario had been witness to all of this but I didn't care. Sofia looked at me the second this rude awakening registered in her. I spared her a glance and found her nose bleeding due to my hard smack. "I should have taken this step years ago. It would have saved me from trouble today. Go, pack your bags and vanish your ugly face, you're not even spending a night under this mansion's roof!" I gritted, dragging her out of my chamber.

"You will pay for this. I'll make sure you pay off each ounce of pain you gave me, I curse you!" She kept screaming but I shut the main door of my chamber, walking back to the bedroom's door. Before opening the door, I glanced at Mario.

"I'll not spare you again for this mistake again. You'll give me your head if anything will ever go wrong next time," I calmly threatened him, "Send her away in an hour," He nodded.

The second I put my hand on the knob of the door, I heard noise from inside the room and I slammed open the door. Jennifer was going insane, she threw every item on the floor and was screaming as if she was having a nervous breakdown. I ran to her and grabbed her from behind. She kept hitting me and shrieking.

I couldn't understand what suddenly made her so emotionally broken. She threw her legs in the air while I was holding her firmly. "How can you do this to me? How can this be possible!" She screamed. "I wanna die, I don't want to live. Leave me! Leave me alone, you rapist. You raped me weeks ago and I had no clue about it, you motherfucker! Leave me right now!" She threw punches on my face and I bore them.

"Strawberry, we can talk. Please, listen to me, please, once!" I kept asking her to get normal but she was no near to it. I didn't expect her to react rationally.

"How could you do this to me? H—how? Don't you have a heart?" She sobbed hysterically and God knew how pathetic I felt. She used her full force to detach herself from me but I didn't intend to leave her body from mine for like a second.

"I beg your pardon. I shouldn't have done it to you. Just let me make it up to you. Just listen to me for once," I whispered in her ear and stroked my hand with her skin but she was loathing my touch. Her distant aptitude was noticeable.

"There's nothing left to talk about. You left me hating my skin. I'll kill myself and this unneeded mark of yours in my belly, I can not carry him inside of me, it's killing me." She screamed while sobbing hard. My heart busted into millions of pieces when she said that. This was not going to happen ever. She would give birth to my heir or else I would impregnate her again.

I abruptly turned her to face me and strictly held her arms, she stiffened as the pain caused by my grip registered in her system. "You will do nothing to yourself or else, things will only worsen for you, Jennifer. It has been done," I scolded her but she was focused on struggling out of my hold. I sighed hardly, this repulsion of hers was going hard on me. I could not lose my temper, this wasn't the right time. I had to bear it, bear it like a gentleman.

She stopped moving when she realised her strength was nothing against mine. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and glanced up at me. "Explain it to me, when did you rape me for the first time?" She enquired, her hand hanging still to her skin. It was as if it took everything in her to voice this question.

I never felt vulnerable and obliged to answer. This had to be answered correctly or I'd pay with my feelings. I had been the one asking the questions from people but I was helpless in this case. "Will you say even a fucking word in your defence?" She shoved me and I paced back two steps.

I could feel my energy shifting. I was slowly giving hold to my beast, the softer side of mine gave up to speak for its coverup. "I remember the first time when I saw you at the restaurant. You were wearing that white net dress, your silky legs were exposed. I remember blinking my eyes voluntarily to check if you weren't a dream but you were there. The way you smiled, it left a mark on my heart and then you left for somewhere and I followed you. You noticed me behind you and got frightened of me. I remember I wanted to pull you closer in my arms in that lift and kiss you passionately. You were doing miracles to my heart..." I looked at Jennifer who was keenly listening to me. "... I wanted to talk to you but I didn't want to come off as a weird guy trying to get in your pants. I was more interested in having my way with you. So when we bumped into each other and you broke your phone, I knew exactly what I had to do..." Jennifer trailed me off.

"So that woman drugged me on your orders?" She was clever to reach there.

"Yes," I answered back. She escaped a painful gasp.

"A—And t—then? What d—did you do?" Her voice was quivering. I knew she understood exactly what was on the way. I hoped she could bear it without breaking more decoration pieces.

"I made love to your body," I husked and there she started sobbing, her chest bounced so viciously. Her hands covered her mouth. "And if I would get a chance again. I'd do it thousands of times," I added and she cupped her face. "Because you know, I'm in love with you and I will do whatever it takes to keep you beside me," I would never change my opinion about her. I would always love her no matter what.

"You're a monster... you're not a human, I—I slept with a monster. I gave my virginity to someone like you," She muffled, her eyes were swollen.

"But now you can't do anything but to be with this monster," I proudly stated. My beast side was defending well. It was hurting her but it would make her strong too, after all, a mafia don's wife should be emotionally strong.

"Like I'll let it happen. I would love to die than to be with you," Jennifer hissed like a lioness, that's my girl.

"So what if I dump you, won't you regret that someone other than your husband took your virginity?" I enquired, she had old-fashioned views like mine, I was hoping for a unique answer to this one.

"God is great and He knows that I didn't lose my virginity willingly. You took it from me. He will punish you, not me," She rattled out, my strawberry had a religious mindset. It was nice to know now.

"But what if your husband won't accept it and ditch you after your marriage because of your lack of virginity, what will you do?" I said that just to tease her. No one could be her spouse other than me. Even if one would try, I'd be the death of him. "And besides, you once slept with me willingly and yet you were about to do it again," I batted my eyebrow at her which didn't settle well with her.

She let out an annoyed scream. "Just go away!" She shouted and fisted her hair in aggression. Hey, calm down.

"Go away from your life or this room?" Let's get her to the point.

"Nothing could be better than you parting your ways with me," She stated with enough enmity.

"I have a deal to offer that could satisfy both of us," I suggested.

"What?" Jennifer inquired abruptly, her face shone with a ray of hope of escaping me out. No babygirl.

"Be my formal surrogate," I proposed warmly, but the intention behind it was cunning but I wouldn't let her know. This time I would play with her like I used to play with others.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She knew what I meant but she wanted me to explain it further.

"I propose you to marry me for a year, deliver this baby and get a divorce from me," I elucidated, I tiled my head and studied her deeply. She was quiet. I expected her first reflexes to be more repulsive because as for her mindset, it should be the worst idea ever. "And I would pay you as much as you demand since I feel I should make it equal to you," I added, she innocently turned her eyes at me. Oh, my heart. Why could I not be cruel to this beautiful lady? She was ruling my fucked-up head.

"I don't need your money," She snapped angrily. Okay, I got you like to stay as a hardworking young lady who earns with her sweat and burns.

"So, you're willing to give it a thought," I arched my eyebrow.

"It's the stupidest plan ever. Do I look like a fool to you?" Jennifer tried to play sharp. If someone else would be at her place, he would have been dead by now. Nobody objected on my desicions.

"No, it's not and you're no fool. I'm giving you a fair offer. Give me my heir and I'll set you free," I acted reliably. One thing that I was lying to her, but for now, it sounded the most accurate thing to do.

"What's the guarantee that you won't go back on your word?" Jennifer's stiffed shoulder loosened.

"We will have a written contract, strawberry," I stepped close to her when I noticed she had calmed a little. She lowered her gaze and I understood it was her pregnancy hormones taking over her as her complexion started to get redder and she required my touch. I'd read a book on the pregnancy journey till the last deed.

"You need to rest for now," I held her chin and she tried to deny it but it was too hard for her cause she wanted my light touches too.

"I can only be able to take a peaceful breathe when you will leave for your room," Jennifer spoke defeatedly.

"This is my room, strawberry," I reminded her, following her lips movement. They were so tempting, fully plump and ready to be bitten.

"Fine, then I'll go to some other room," She murmured and was about to leave the room when I pulled her back and kissed her furiously. My lips were smashing with hers like I would destroy her. I pulled her back and pinned her against my rock body. She first stood rigid but then bit on my lip but I kept mashing my lips with hers.

I was going crazy. My hands reached her neck and I tugged her closer. My tongue twisted with her hot tongue and we did the French style kiss. She was also going out of her mind and so was I. Her anger was all visible in her actions and I fucking loved it. I wanted to take her to the bed and I fucking will.

She was mine and she will be going to my wife, either the soft way or the mafia way.