I tried to open my eyes again and was met with a white ceiling. I blinked a few times to adjust my vision before looking around. The room was completely white and the nagging sound of the machine that I was attached to give me the indication that I was in a hospital.

  "Wa-water" I croaked.

  "Oh right" Enzo said bringing a glass of water to my lips.

  I gulped down the water like my life depended on it, and it probably did. I looked around and was met with familiar faces.

  "Oh my goodness. You scared the living crap out me" I was engulfed in a bone crushing hug by Emma.

  "I can't breathe" I wheezed, as she squeezed the life out of me.

  "Oh right" she said taking a step back with a sheepish smile on her face.

  "How long was I out?" I asked with curiosity.

  "A year" Enzo said with a sad face.

  "WHAT!!!" I exclaimed in astonishment. I looked at them with wide eyes as they tried to suppress their laughter.

  What was so funny?

  "You should have seen your face" Enzo said laughing his ass off and it did not take long for the other's to join in.

  "That's not funny guys" I pouted.

  "Ok, ok. You have been out for two weeks" Enzo said with a straight face.

  "Oh and by the way you're five weeks pregnant" he continued with a huge grin.

  At hearing that, I placed my hands on my flat stomach. I looked over to Emilio to see him already staring at me. He hadn't once uttered a single word since I woke up.

  "We should give them some space" Emma suggested.

  "But, But-" Enzo started.

  "But nothing. Now get your butt out here" she order Enzo who then pouted, crossed his arms over his chest and stomped off like a child.

  We were now alone in this room in an awkward tension. I had no idea what to say and it didn't help that I had overheard their conversation, which made it seem like I had invaded their privacy.

  When I was kidnapped, all I wanted was him. Now here we were in the same room and I was just lying there not saying a word. I had to break the silence or else I would drive myself mad with my thoughts.

  "I love you too" I blurted out as a blush coated my cheeks.

  "You heard that?" he asked scratching the back of his neck nervously.

  "I heard the whole thing" I teased him with a grin on my face.

  "I, um-"

  "The great Emilio lost for words. I never thought I'd see this day"

  "You don't have to say it back" I tried to comfort him.

  The tension in the room was so thick that you could probably cut it with a knife. I couldn't take the silence and him not saying anything at all was nerve-racking. I cleared my throat and prepared to address the elephant in the room.

  "If you don't want the baby, then that's fine" I said hanging my head low, playing with my fingers.

  "It's not that, it's just- Fuck, why is this so hard?" he raked his fingers through his hair messing it up even more than it had already been.

  "It's just what?"

  "I can't even protect you, so how the hell am I going to protect our child" he said with a frustrated look on his face.

  "I think it would be best if you moved somewhere far from here. Far away from me" he said with a defeated sigh.

  "You're kidding right?" I laughed a little. He didn't share the joke as he kept a straight face the whole time.

  "This is a joke right? Tell me you aren't serious!" I demanded as tears blurred my vision, threatening to escape. I didn't want him to see me cry so I turned my face away from him.

  "It is what is best for you and the baby" he said before he walked out the room.

  As soon as the door closed, I broke down in tears. We were finally together and now he wanted to send me a way because he believed that, that was what was best. I didn't want to leave him, not after I just got him back.

  My emotions were all over the place. At first I was sad, then I was depressed, but now I was angry. I was angry that he was willing to give up so easily. So what if I got kidnapped twice, shit happens. We can't control everything, we can just have to live in the moment and hope for the best in the future.

  He better not come back in this room, because I was going to give him a piece of my mind. I was in the hospital for fucks sake and this was the time that he chose to drop this bomb on me.

  "I'm glad to see that you're awake" a man wearing a white coat said as he entered the room. Judging by his attire he must be a doctor.

  He had a clipboard in his hands as he checked to see how I was doing and then jotted down his notes.

  "The baby is in good health, despite what had happened" he said still jotting down notes.

  That was a relief to hear. I honestly didn't think that the baby would have survived, but I was happy to know that I had a little fighter in there, unlike his coward of a father.

  "You should eat and get some rest" he suggested as a nurse came in with a cart, with food and medication.

  I ate slowly and the nurse stayed the whole time and left only when I was finish with my food. I took the medication and eased back on the pillow. It didn't take long for sleep to come.

  "You can't just send her away because of what happened" I heard an angry voice say.

  "I can't keep her around and just wait for someone else to take her" another voice snapped.

  "So what, you send her away and what if your enemies find her. What will you do then? Do you ever stop to think that what you're suggesting could put her and the baby in even more danger?" the first voice said again.

  The other person remained quiet, so I'm guessing that the first person won the argument.

  I slowly opened my eyes just as the door slammed shut.

  "Hey, you're awake. I hope we didn't wake you up" Emma said with a sheepish smile on her face.

  "That's alright" I say with a yawn.

  "I'm sorry about my brother. He can be very stubborn at times, but he'll come around... eventually."

  "It's ok. I get what he's saying, but at the same time he never asked about how I felt about his decision"

  "I know that he'll soon realize that it's not his brightest idea. He just wants to keep you both safe and he's afraid that he won't be able to do so."

  "If only he would voice his concerns, instead of making decisions all by himself" I murmured.

  "He's a complicated person. His life was never easy and he always tried to protect the people he cared about the way he thought was best."

  "You know, when we were younger he convinced father to send me to a boarding school to protect me from this world" she said with a wistful smile on her face.

  "So how did you end up being a part of it?"

  "I ran away from school. Emilio was not happy, but he figured that if I was hell-bent on staying, then I should at least know how to protect myself. He trained me himself and I eventually joined the mafia" she finished with a laugh.

  "I could picture that scowl on his face or how the vein in his neck would stand whenever he got angry" I laughed a little too.

  "I've never seen him care for anyone, apart from our mom and I, as much as he cares about you" she confessed.

  "Where's your mom?" I asked curiously.

  "She passed away when were very young from cancer. I can't remember much about her, but Emilio always told me stories about her" She said with a genuine smile.

  "He seems like a good older brother"

  "The best" she laughed sarcastically and I joined her. I knew she meant it, but we both knew that Emilio could be a bit much at times.

  We were interrupted by the door opening, presenting his royal highness.

  "Can I talk to Layla for a minute... alone" he said, not as a question, but more like a command.

  "Of course your majesty" Emma bowed dramatically, laughing on her way out.

  "Layla I'm sorry about earlier. I'm just afraid to lose you" he said, with his ears a light shade of pink.

  "Are you blushing?" I asked surprised.

  "No. I don't blush" he said as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink to match his ears. I laughed a bit just to tease him before I smiled.

  "Look, if you want to leave then you're free to go. I won't stop you, but I don't want you to go" he said with an intense look in his eyes.

  "And I don't want to leave either. I'm not going anywhere, unless I get kidnapped, again" I joked.

  "That's not funny" he deadpanned.

  "I know. I'm sorry"

  He moved closer to me and left a lingering kiss on my lips.

  "I love you" he whispered as he withdrew from my lips.

  "And I love you too" I whispered closing the distance between our lips once more.

  I kissed him with everything I had to show him just how much I loved him. He groaned in my mouth as I moaned. He bit my lip as a way to ask for entry and I opened my mouth to let him in. It was a battle of tongues as we both fought for dominance. Eventually, I gave up and let him lead the way, with his tongue massaging my own sensually.

  We eventually pulled away to catch our breaths and he pecked my lips one last time and rubbed his hand over my nightgown cladded belly lovingly.

  Chapter 32

  A few weeks later...

  I stood in front of the mirror rubbing my baby bump lovingly. Even though this pregnancy was a complete surprise, I couldn't help but feel excited yet scared at the same time. Enzo was even more excited for the baby than I was, and I know that couldn't be a good thing.

  He would always say that he couldn't wait to have little Layla's and Emilio's running around. Talking about how cute our baby would be. I shook my head and laughed at the memory.

  "I can't wear this. It's too revealing" I complained for the hundredth time.

  This was my sixth bikini and I was sure that Emma was beyond annoyed right now, even though she tried to put on a smile for me.

  "I give up!" she exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air.

  "You know what, I think I kind of like this one" I said to make her happy.

  "Finally!" she fist pumped the air in victory.

  I was wearing a black two piece bikini with a white swimsuit cover up. I was now 14 weeks pregnant and my baby bump was now showing.

  "Let's go" she said ready to go by the pool.

  When we got to the pool she took off her cover up to reveal her white two piece swimsuit. It barely covered anything, leaving little to the imagination.

  I took off my cover up hesitantly, not comfortable with the fact that there were guards about the place that would see me in a swimsuit. We were still at the villa and I must say that I love it here.

  "Take it off already" she demanded.

  I took it off and began applying the sunscreen with her help. I laid on the pool chair basking in the sun. I was trying to get a tan, because Emma had kindly told me that I looked like a ghost. I knew I was pale, but that was because I was still recovering back then and now I felt like I was back to my old self.

  It was hard tanning my back with my baby bump in the way, but somehow I managed. I was relaxing on the chair when something or rather someone blocked the sun from reaching me.

  "What do you think you're doing?" that familiar angry voice said.

  "Are you blind?" I replied with a snarky comment.

  "Tesoro get inside now" he ordered.

  "No"

  "Tesoro" he said through gritted teeth.

  "I'm not going anywhere"

  "Fine, have it your way then" he moved.

  "You guys are impossible" Emma called out.

  I thought he was gone, but then I felt someone pick me up and threw me over their shoulder, careful not to hurt the baby.

  "Put me down" I demanded as I hit his back.

  I was struggling to get off his shoulder when he smacked my ass.

  "Stop moving" he said smacking my ass again.

  The nerve of this dude. He thought that he could tell me what to do. I was very angry with him right now and my hormones weren't helping. Lately he has been spending more time away and I was sure that there was another woman or just my paranoia.

  He walked into our bedroom and placed me on my feet. He looked at me with an intense look before he took a step away from. I was confused as to what he was planning to do.

  "Get on the bed and get on your hands on knees" he commanded.

  I always liked his dominant side. Sometimes I would provoke him on purpose just to end up having rough make up sex later. He was so gullible at times that he didn't even realize that I was doing it on purpose to get a rise out of him.

  This time however, I didn't do it on purpose, but I was still going to enjoy it.

  I got on the bed and got on my hands and knees. I scooted to the edge of the bed so that my feet were now dangling off the edge. I was just in my swimsuit so I was very exposed, but I didn't care one bit. It's not like there was anything here that he hasn't seen before.

  He came up behind me and ran his hands on my ass that was cover by the swimsuit bottom. He hooked his fingers at either side and dragged it down my legs. I assisted him by lifting my legs off the bed to help him take it off.

  "Tesoro, I don't want anyone seeing you like this. Do you understand?" he asked in an authoritative voice.

  I nodded as an answer, but he wasn't pleased by this. He smacked my ass, as I fisted the sheets. It was painful at first, but then the pleasure set in.

  "Do you understand?" he asked again.

  "Yes master" I moaned.

  "Who (smack) do (smack) you (smack) belong (smack) to? (smack)"

  "You" I moaned.

  "I can't hear you sweetheart. I want you to scream it so that everyone can hear who you belong to" he whispered in my ear, before he bit down on it. He released my ear and smacked my ass again.

  "YOU. I belong to you Emilio" I screamed as my body shook from the amount of pleasure I was feeling from being spanked.

  "Good girl" he kissed my temple and then delivered the final blow.

  I screamed as I my body gave out. He held me up by the waist with his arm around me. My butt stung and I was sure that it would be sore enough tomorrow that I won't be able to sit.

  He held me there for a moment as my body shook, still recovering from the previous events. He kissed my back and ran his hands over my sore ass cheeks.

  "Are you ok Tesoro?" he whispered peppering my skin with kisses.

  "Yes" I moaned as he sucked on my sweet spot, the part connecting my neck to my shoulder.

  "Good. Because I'm not done with you yet"

  I was flipped over so that I was now on my back. He held my parted legs in his hands as he leaned over my body to kiss me. Our lips were moving in sync and I couldn't help but moan into the kiss.

  He groaned as he left my mouth and kissed all over my face. He moved lower and undid the bra so that he could suck on my nipples. I was a moaning mess, holding him close to me and running my hands through his hair.

  "Fuck. I want you so bad" he let out in a raspy voice.

  "Please" I begged.

  "I don't want to hurt the baby" he voiced his concern.

  "How many times do I have to tell you that it is perfectly fine to have sex during pregnancy?" I snapped irritated.

  We always had this conversation before we had sex, ever since he found out I was pregnant. It was really starting to get on my nerves now. I can't keep on repeating the same thing to him over and over again.

  "Are you sure?" he asked uncertain.

  "For fuck's sake Emilio, just fuck me already" I snapped angrily.

  He took a step back from me and began undressing, never once taking his eyes off me. I gulped as I watched him pull the shirt over his head revealing those delicious abs that made my mouth water. I don't know how could one person have such a perfect body.

  He slowly undid his pants and dragged it down his toned legs even slower. I groaned in annoyance as he smirked at me. He was such a tease. He was now standing in front of me in his underwear with his impressive length straining against his boxers.

  He slowly took it off and stood straight with his member standing proud. My mouth watered at the sight. He really was a sight to behold. He walked back between my legs and held them up with his hands.

  He rubbed the head on my sensitive clit eliciting a moan of pleasure from me and a groan from him. He rubbed the head up and down my slit, no doubt coating it with my juices.

  "Emilio" I moaned as he kept doing this.

  He entered me without any warning, burying his length deep inside me. I let out a shriek of surprise. He kissed my temple as I adjusted to his size. He was so big, filling me up. It was like he was the missing puzzle piece that my body needed.

  It didn't hurt as much, but I still felt a bit uncomfortable. I raised my hips to let him know to move. He started at a slow tempo as he would withdraw all the way only to slam back into me.

  He was now pumping harder faster as I screamed his name over and over like a broken record. I was close and I knew that he knew as he reached between us and began rubbing my clit.

  That was enough to send me over the edge as I tighten around him and came hard. He kissed me and I screamed against his mouth, shaking from my orgasm. This didn't stop him as he put my legs over his shoulder and went even harder and faster.

  My body was shaking uncontrollably from the aftershock of my orgasm. If he kept this up it wouldn't be very long before I came again.

  "Right there, yes" I exclaimed.

  "Fuck" he gritted out through clenched teeth.

  I pulled him closer to me and kissed him.

  "I love you" I whispered against his lips.

  "Ti amo cara mia" he whispered back, before he pressed his lips to mine again.

  He was now speaking in Italian as his pace slowed down and his movements became jerky. I felt another orgasm wash over me as I tightened around him again. This must have triggered his own as I felt his hot cum filling me up.

  He twitched inside me and grunted as he slowly pulled out. We were breathing hard trying to catch our breaths with a light sheen of sweat coating our bodies.

  He picked me up and carried me to the bathroom where he washed my body and vice versa.

  ...

  "Finally!" I exclaimed as Enzo dumped a bunch of snacks and sweets in my lap.

 

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