The Mafia Boss's Baby Boy (Discontinued)

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I had left the living room about an hour ago to go to my office to finish up the stacks of paperwork piled on my desk. The only problem was that I couldn't concentrate on anything. My mind kept going back to Emilio and Hanna. Question after question continued poping into my head one after the other. But the one that seemed to always appear was, why didn't she tell me about Emilio? I know we said we didn't want to have a strings attached relationship with each other but that doesn't mean to keep my son away from me. Well if he is my son. Maybe that's why she didn't tell me because she was screwing around with another man.

It doesn't matter. She could have told me she was pregnant with another man's kid and we could have voided the contract. But now that I think about it, if she told me about her being pregnant and we would've voided the contract between us, then I wouldn't have found little Emilio. What would have happened to Emilio if I hadn't come by? Would a relative have come? Would he have just stayed there and die with no one around him? Just the thought gives me chills. It's a good thing that I was horny and dropped by.

So many unanswered questions about the boy leaves me frustrated. I still need to get a Paternity test done but if I'm being honest, I don't care if he's mine or not, I'll still care for him as my own. I cared the moment I held him in my arms. Even if I don't know what the hell I'm doing, I'll take care of him as if he were my own.

Heals clicking in the hallway grab my attention and not a moment later my mother burst through the door with Emilio cradled in her arm with a bottle stuffed in his mouth.

"Here take your "son" and finish feeding him. I'll contact Dr. Prowl and have him come test you both." she says.

"But I'm doing paperwork." I say not giving her a second glance. It's not like I don't want to take Emilio. I just really need to stop slacking off on this work and this is the perfect time to get most of it finished.

"Matteo, you and I both know you ain't doing shit in this office other than thinking about your dick and or food. Now take the baby." she basically orders me while giving me a look.

"But Mama-"

"Yajaira leave the boy alone. All you do is embarrass and order him around. He's a grown man leave him alone. And Matteo a Mafia boss should not be afraid of his mot-" he doesn't even finish the sentence before my mom cuts him off.

"I dare you to finish that sentence. I dare you. You will sleep on the couch for the rest of the year and you ain't getting shit from me if you continue that sentence."

Now the story between my parents is... how do you say it. I guess I can say complicated. You see my mother was the Dom of the Hispanic Mafia and my father being the Dom of the Italian Mafia. Under a contract they got married to make there mafia groups bigger and more successful. But they hated each other and always fought which from what they told me always landed with a gun pointed at my fathers head. Long story short it formed a love/hate relationship until the fell in love and had me. But as you can see some of the hate did not go away.

My father winced at the glare pointed in his direction.

"Well I guess since she's your mother you have to respect her and listen to her sooo..." he chuckles nervously my mothers glare not wavering.

"Sorry son but I'm out. By the way who's the kid." he asked as he removed his gaze from my mother and onto the squirming infant in my mothers arms.
I shook my head in annoyance before answering.