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He is a young man with a thick mustache that makes him look at least ten years older.
“I want to advise you to find ways to handle your stress better. It is not exactly ideal for you and the baby.”
I frown. Maybe I am not okay after all.
“I am sorry, doctor, I got a bit distracted. What did you say?”
“I said you should find ways to handle—”
“The last part.”
“Oh,” he says. “You didn’t know, then.”
“Know what exactly?”
“Your blood test confirms that you’re pregnant.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Antonio
“I’ll be back,” I tell the doctor, who nods.
“I kind of have my hands full, Donatello. What do you want right now?” I ask as I step outside.
“Giovanni is at the gates.”
“What? Why is he here?”
“Bunny and I are holding him off. He isn’t leaving until he sees you, though.”
“I’ll be there.” I strap on my gun, and I walk outside the mansion and down to the gates.
Several of my guards are gathered with their guns aimed at me. They step aside as I approach the gathering. Giovanni’s face appears out of the crowd, and behind him are his men, who are also aiming their guns.
I walk up to Donatello and Bunny, who are staring down at him.
“Finally, the man of the hour,” he calls as I arrive.
“Antonio, your men are the absolute worst. All I asked for was two minutes of your time, and everyone went berserk,” Giovanni babbles.
I sigh. “You’ve been here too often lately.”
He shrugs. “Maybe I missed my old friend?”
“You missed me so much that you sent the cops to see me?”
He sighs mockingly. “You know that I only did that because I was mad that my friend kicked me out of the club we founded together after fucking my girl.”
I pull out my gun and cock it. “Say one more word about her, and I’ll blow your brains out,” I say through clenched teeth.
He chuckles. “My friend, I would love to banter with you all day. You know how much I love teasing you. But that’s not what I am here for.”
“I’m not giving you anything that belongs to me, you psycho.”
“Belongs to you?” he asks me with seemingly idle curiosity. “You might think that she belongs to you, but she’s her own woman. Surely you don’t think everyone around you is your possession.”
I glare at him. I hate that he’s making sense to some small part of my brain. I briefly think about letting her ride me less than an hour ago, and know that he’s not wrong. The fact that Alyssa cannot be entirely controlled is one of the things I love the most about her. But I’m not going to debate her virtues with this lunatic.
