“Are you nuts?” He asked and stepped from behind the desk. The expression on his face was as cold as it could be. Each step he took towards me I took one back in the fear that he was going to lose it and tell me to get rid of the baby. I stepped back until I hit the wall and had nowhere to go. My first instinct was to cover my stomach with my hands so he couldn’t hurt me. I closed my eyes and prepared myself for whatever was about to come. “You have our baby, my baby, in your stomach and you’re telling me you don’t want me to have anything to do with it. Are you insane, what the fuck is wrong with you!” He yelled out making me flinch and looked down at my stomach which I was still protecting with both hands.
His Promise: The Mafia's Babies
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