Layla (Not Edited)|✔️

Chapter 35

He cleared his throat and opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Look sweetheart, this is my life. This is what I've been doing for many years and I enjoy doing it. I know that you might not be ok with me doing this, but if you can't accept this part of my life, then how can you accept me, all of me?" he let out in one breath.

I sighed as I thought about the right words to say. I ran a hand over my bump as I looked at the wall before me as I prepared myself to reply.

"I know that this is your life and I do accept you, all of you. The good and the bad, but at the same time I'm scared. I'm scared that one day you'll leave and never make it back. I don't want our baby growing up without a father. I know that it was selfish of me to make it feel like you have to choose between me and your men, but I just don't want anything to happen to you" I ranted.

"I know it's scary, but sweetheart you have to trust me. Trust that I'll be ok and that I'll always come back to you"

"I might come back a little battered up, but I'll always come back" he smiled as he pulled me closer to him.

I wrapped my arms around him loosely as I gave him a side hug.

"I know, but it still scares me" I said resting my head on his shoulder.

"It's a scary world sweetheart"

"Don't I know it" I replied sarcastically, referring to my previous kidnappings.

"No one will take you away from me again" he spoke with conviction, rubbing soothing circles along my side.

I guess I just needed to hear him say it. I felt a little better after he said this, but I was still scared. I guess I'll always be scared; all I could do was hope for the best. Hope that nothing will happen to him, that nothing will happen to us.

I know that there will always be ups and downs, because which relationship doesn't experience this.

...

"How about Milayla?" Enzo suggested.

"Hell no. It's going to be Mila" Emma argued.

"What about Lali?" Luca suggested.

"No, no and no. And I'm not going to tell any of you the baby's name, it's going to be a surprise" I said with a smirk.

"Oh come on. You can't do this to me" Enzo exclaimed.

You know sometimes I had to wonder if he was the one carrying this baby or me. It was like he was the baby's mother and father at the same time.

We were currently in the living room talking about baby names. They were trying to combine mine and Emilio's name, but were failing miserably.

We wanted the baby's gender to be a surprise, so we weren't going to find out until I gave birth. It was Enzo's idea, not mine, because apparently, this would make the pregnancy even more exciting.

"You know if you want a baby so bad, you should probably get one of your own" I suggested to Enzo.

"I could, but then I'd be someone else's bitch" he replied shrugging nonchalantly.

"What do you mean?" I asked intrigued.

"When they are just born, they'll need attention constantly. And when they become teenagers, they're going to be a nightmare. I should know because I was one myself" he said as-a-matter-of-fact.

"I can't image what your parents had to go through because of you" I said feeling truly sad for his parents.

"I didn't tell them to have me. That was their mistake" he shrugged with a smug look.

"You know, you and Emilio won't have the freedom to fuck whenever you want anymore. Most of your time will be spent parenting" he continued with a little laugh.

I smacked him upside the head to watch his language. I knew that what he was saying was true, but I won't let that bother me.

"You'll get fat and-" he rambled on, before I cut him off.

"I AM NOT FAT!" I shouted as I got ready to attack him, only to be stopped by Emilio who held me back.

"Let me go" I struggled against his hold wanting more than anything to smack some sense into Enzo.

"All I'm saying is-" Enzo began again.

"SHUT UP!" everyone shouted in unison.

"Sweetheart you're not fat" Emilio tried comforting me, but it was too late. I was full on crying my eyes out now.

"I don't want to be fat" I wailed.

"And you won't be" Emilio said rubbing my back soothingly.

"So you think I'll be fat?" I snapped turning my attention to him.

"Uh-oh" I heard Emma.

"Sweetheart I didn't-" he started, but I cut him off.

"You're sleeping on the couch tonight" I snapped getting up.

"But"

"No buts"

"But sweetheart I didn't-"

"I don't care. I can't even look at you right now"

I walked out the room with him trailing behind me apologizing over and over again.

"He is so whipped" I heard someone shout.

"Yeah. He's Layla's bitch now" another one shouted.

I couldn't help but grin at that. Honestly, I don't even remember why I was so angry, but it didn't matter because now I could get Emilio to do anything.

I had him wrapped around my finger.

A/N

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