THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

Today was the day that I tell Sin about the baby. I’m happy to be pregnant, and I hope he will be too. But that didn’t stop the fear-the fear that i might be a horrible mother. I’m scared that I might end up not loving my child as a mother should and end up doing all the wrong things. I moved my hand over his hair, loving the soft feel of it.

“It’s still early; why are you awake?” Sin’s sleepy voice rings out, and I smile.

“I had to use the bathroom and found it hard to fall back asleep.” I smiled and kissed his nose.

He pulled me closer, my head resting on his chest. “You look tired, Amore.” Try to get some sleep.” He caressed my cheek, and I pulled away to peck his lips before laying back on his chest.

We stayed in each other’s embrace, cuddling for some time, until I heard his soft snore and smiled, letting myself fall asleep.

The second time I woke up, the day was already bright and the bed was empty; I’m guessing he had to go out for an emergency meeting. The feeling of nausea set in, causing me to rush up from the bed, running to the bathroom, letting out every last bit of content in my stomach. When I was done, I got off the floor and flushed the toilet.

I ran a bath for myself and waited for the water to warm before stepping in. I got into the bathtub, my back resting on the edge, and stayed there for some time. When I felt the water beginning to get cold, I got out and wrapped a towel around my body. I entered the bedroom, moving to the walk-in closet to get my outfit for the day. I opted for a black turtleneck jumpsuit, then tied my hair up in a ponytail, leaving two strains on each side of my face. I sat in front of the mirror to do my makeup, keeping it minimal.

When I was done, I put on a pair of black flat sandals and walked out of the closet with my phone in my hands. I left the room to go downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast before I fully began today’s activity.

On arriving at the kitchen, I saw Samantha and Zoey already there. They both had a plate in front of them, chatting amongst themselves. Sarah was also there, like always; she was moving her body as she sang in Italian.

“Good morning,” I say, stepping into the kitchen. They all responded with a smile and a wave.

“Good morning, dear; I hope you are hungry,” Sarah asked, and I nodded, smiling at her. She put a plate of frittata in front of me with a glass of orange juice on the side. I smiled warmly at her, thanking her, getting a warm smile in return, before she returns back to her choices.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“The sleeping beauty has awoken.” Zoey jokes, stuffing her mouth with some frittata.

“I didn’t wake up late,” I countered back playfully. “Do you guys have any plans today?”

“I don’t really have anything to do.” Samantha responded.

“Same here. Why do you ask?” Zoey questioned.

“I was thinking of taking you shopping, and I also need to get something for myself.”

“That’s nice, but I’m not really in the mood to shop for anything right now.” Zoey replied, her eyes cast down on her plate, and she let out a lazy sigh.

“What about going to the spa afterwards?” Samantha suggested it, and I nodded, sending her an appreciative smile.

“Now, that is something I can do.” Zoey says she is smiling.

I got up to go back to the room to get my bag after breakfast, then rushed back out. We all walked outside, where eight guards were waiting for us. A limo pulled up with Mateo in the driver’s seat. We hurriedly got inside, beginning the journey of the day. We got to the mall in thirty minutes; Samantha and I got the things we needed, and Zoey just accompanied us. Our final stop was in a Victoria’s Secret store.

“Oh, it seems like someone is planning something naughty for Sin,” Samantha teased while I went through the lingerie section.

“Quit being a tease, Sam,” I scolded, trying to look for something captivating to wear for him.

“I can’t help it,” she shrugs. “I think the red one looks damn sexy,” she commented about the lingerie in my hands.

“I think the same too,” I say, putting down the black one and walking over to the cashier to check out.

The three of us walked out of the mall, got back into the car, and drove towards our second and last destination for the day. The spa.

The spa was relaxing and fun; the girls had some wine, and I almost had a glass until I remembered that I was pregnant. Zoey, though, had questioned my reasoning for turning down the wine, but I was able to make up an excuse that I wasn’t in the mood to drink, and Samantha backed me up. She bought the lie and didn’t ask me any more questions about it, and we all had a great and well-rested time.