Four months later. He never did let me work, he allowed me some freedoms which I'm slightly grateful for. I'm currently four months pregnant and showing a lot.
I sit up in bed enjoying my decaffeinate coffee. Can't risk the heirs life at any cost now can we. As you can see my bump is there showing very well.
Tonight Luca has informed me we're going to a gala sort of thing for his business and all the family, mafia the lot will be there so I must be on my best behaviour which I think I can do. Last thing I want to do is start a bigger war than there already is.
Once again he's laid my clothes out ready for me...
I rush to the bathroom getting into the shower doing my normal routine. I've decided to actually make the effort, putting some make up on... styling my hair. He won't be happy about this. Absolutely hates me wearing make up.
Once I'm already i head to the balcony just enjoying some me time before I have to face the world.
It isn't long until I hear him approaching me...
He sits next to me on the balcony, brushing his hands through my hair, slowly tapping my chin to look forwards at him. I comply.
He slowly shakes his head, leaning in slowly kissing my cheek. It's so gentle. Not like him at all...
"You look absolutely stunning. Would of prefer no make up, surprisingly you look good"
"Thank you"
I smile sweetly at him, I seriously don't want to fuck him off now or for the rest of the night for that.
His next movements shock me I wasn't expecting it one bit. He moves his hands to my bump which is in its full glory, no denying that I'm pregnant tonight. He motions his hands around and around.
"Remember, obey. That baby needs a mother"
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
What does he mean by that? Am I in danger. I'm completely in shock by his words. What does it mean.
"What do you mean? Don't I always obey you? How would my child not have a mother I'm not going anywhere!!!"
I literally scream my lungs out. Surprised he has not slapped me for my outrage. Shocker. I sometimes consider myself as bipolar or he's just made me this way, moulded me.
"I mean exactly what I said. Now let's get going I do not want to be late"
Ok ok...
i suddenly get jolted up he's practically dragging me out of the door...