❃ The Mob Boss and The French Mafia Princess ❃
"Shira," I warned, "Come any closer and I will stop the car right here and fuck you," I spoke with a stern tone, my hands gripped on to the steering wheel so hard my knuckles begged to come out. "Valeri...
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S H I R A ' S P O V:
THREE MONTHS LATER
"Val, I can walk down the stairs" Three months since I found out I am pregnant and so far it has been hectic and Valerius has been one of the issues. He's been acting like a protective doctor for the last three months. A sexy doctor if I am not going to lie.
"Amore, you walk down those stairs, you won't be getting your Ben and Jerry's chocolate ice cream. The one with marshmallows." He threatens from the room. Pouting, Valerius kisses my lips before he holds my waist and walks down the stairs with me.
"Aww, don't pout, amore," Valerius lingers a kiss on the side of my head. "I can walk down the stairs by myself, Val," I have been treated like a baby since I have been pregnant. Papa and Matteo won't agree with me doing anything and believe what Valerius is doing is the bare minimum. Mama and Nailea told me it's just a part of the process and I have to deal with it.
Mafia men, I roll my eyes.
"I know, baby, but let me do it for my peace of mind," Valerius walks me to the kitchen and pulls out the chair, making me sit down before bringing my breakfast in front of me. "So, we have got a fruit salad with some greek yoghurt for your and our little bean's five a day and to keep our little bean healthy and strong like their Papa."
"I mean that's what the book says." His glasses are perched up and he is leaning against the chair without a shirt. Valerius looks intently at the book, which I technically should be reading. A strong surge of desire washes over me as I gawked up and down his toned body. I hate my pregnancy symptoms.
"Baby, if you keep staring at me like you want to eat me, our little bean won't have a Papa." Heat warms up to my cheeks and I look down at my breakfast, taking a bite of the fruit salad. Valerius begins to eat the same thing and he continues to read the book, asking me questions along the way, ensuring that I have moisturized my small bump and taken my vitamins.
I think I prefer him being a sexy doctor.
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"Shopping then ultrasound, amore?" Valerius says while he clips the seatbelt in place. Nodding, Valerius smiles with his million-dollar set of teeth. His face nears and he grabs my jaw, holding my face, rubbing my cheek with the pad of his thumb.
"You are so beautiful, I am such a lucky man to have you as the mother of my child." One of his hands rested on my small bump and Valerius pulls me into a heartwarming kiss. "Val, you are going to make me cry, I don't want to ruin my makeup." Valerius chuckles and returns back into his seat before starting the car. Valerius pulls my hand onto the gearbox and places his hand over mine.
