Mafia

Chapter Six

"Morning, I was wondering If I could offer a hand in your department, I am a fully trained and qualified nurse, I am not for money or anything like that just here to volunteer." I say hopeful that she will allow me to work here. She looks me up and down puzzled before nodding her head, leading me towards the stock room. 

"I must say I am surprised that Mr Azirine is allowing you work here! Nether the less I am glad I need all hands on deck." She says passing me a nurses uniform as well as a pen and notebook which I gratefully take before she leads me into the changing rooms. 

The next nine hours was the busiest I had been since I arrived, running around like a headless chicken trying to make sure that the A&E department was running smoothly. I loved the Adrenaline, the rush of being able to help people and really think on my feet. Almost everyone knew who I was, and where surprised to see me running around the hospital, clearly Giovanni was some sort of celebrity or leader here, making me somewhat important enough for everyone to have found out about me. I wanted everyone to ignore the fact that I was associated with Giovanni, I just wanted to be treated to like every other nurse here. 

After I had completed my nine hour shift, which was shorter than the 12 hour ones I was used to, I done my handover to another nurse before bidding my goodbye's. I had already said that I would be in tomorrow morning early to omen again help out, I planned on spending every chance I could there so that I didn't have to be around Giovanni. 

I wondered if he had even noticed that I had left the house, probably not as we never saw each other and he rarely needed me for anything. My thoughts where confirmed as I slid open the front door and headed into the kitchen, he was sat eating dinner and didn't raise his eyes to even meet mine. I washed my hands before joining him at the table, tucking into the glorious meal that Rory had made for us. 

The entire meal was silent, before  Giovanni took both mine and his place and dumped them onto the kitchen side before leaving, the sound of the stairs telling me that he was going to his room or his office. I decided that I would look around the kitchen for any cleaning products so I could dust and deep clean the nursery. 

It took me some time to find everything however I was able to locate both a duster and some polish, which I used in the nursery. Whilst cleaning I noticed that there where marks on the wall, which looked as if they where made by someone throwing something at it. I can't imagine Giovanni having a wife or anyone that was a romantic interest he was to cold, to stubborn. 

I still wanted to find out the truth of this room however I knew that was going to be very hard, especially since me and Giovanni are not on speaking terms. I wonder what Mia is thinking right now, her pregnant best friend has disappeared of the face of the earth, and hasn't even bothered to text her once. She probably hates me right now. 

But there was nothing that I could do I know that Giovanni was never going to let me have my phone back, probably In fear that I would contact the police about the fact that I have been kidnapped by him. 

After I had cleaned every area of the nursery ready for baby, I went downstairs to put all the cleaning supplies back where I found them, before heading upstairs to bed. 

I had been tossing and turning all night trying to get some sleep, however I was having no luck. Deciding that having a snack would probably help, I went downstairs to the kitchen to grab a drink and some food. I grabbed a bottle of water and a chocolate bar before sitting at the kitchen table in the dark, it was peaceful in the dark alone surrounded by my own thoughts. 

That was until the sound of footsteps coming downstairs broke the silence, I sat at the table still keeping quite in hopes that he wouldn't notice me, so I could avoid any communication with him at all. He entered the kitchen with just his boxers on heading straight towards the fridge to get a 2 bottles of water, his body was covered in what looked like beads of sweat, making his abs stand out even more than. His dick was pressed up against his boxers, and I scanned his body, checking him out. He took a sip of water that helped calm his heavy breathing before he took the water back upstairs. 

Glad that I hadn't been caught I wait a few moments before heading up the stairs passing his room where I can hear the sound of his voice mixed in with another persons, a women's voice. She was giggling about something, causing my blood to boil, and without a single thought I burst into his bedroom, pregnancy hormones raging with anger. 

"Get out of my house!" I say as I storm across his room and into his bedroom where she lay in the bed very clearly naked. I stare directly at her as she panics slightly grabbing her clothes from the floor however she is looking at Giovanni to say something in her defence. "He's not going to do anything, get the fuck out of my house now!" I yell as she pulls on her clothes and leaves, the front door slamming shut behind her. 

I don't even want to look at Giovanni, I know that I had no right to do what I have just done however If I am going to stay in this place, and raise my child here, I don't want them growing up around random strangers that daddy likes to fuck. 

Not only that but how dare he force me to stay here, when I'm pregnant with his child and  think that it is acceptable to continue to sleeping around.  I leave his bedroom heading upstairs to my room, slamming the door shut behind myself and climbing back into bed, thinking about what the fuck has just happened. The door that I had just shut, swings back open as Giovanni storms towards me, his face is generally red with anger as he snarls at me. "What the fuck was that about?" 

"Going around fucking random girl, when I am in your house is just disrespectfully! I'm pregnant with your son or daughter don't forget." However before I can carry on with my rant I burst into tears, his face switches from anger to confusion as he gets closer to me sitting on the end of my bed now. "I just want to go home, and be away from you! I don't want my child to grow up around their father who doesn't love them." I cry ugly tears rolling down my face as I feel him stand up off the bed I think that he is going to leave however instead he walks round to the other side and climbs in next to me.  

He doesn't say anything to me, instead pulls me back into him so that my back is against his chest, he places on arm under my head and surprisingly places his hand on my slightly swollen stomach. His physical touch stopped my crying and  slowly I drifted to sleep in his arms, so confused as to why he is acting like this.