TAKEN BY THE MAFIA LORD
Taken By The Mafia Lord-Chapter 62
(A Twist of Fate…)
GENRE: Mafia/Dark Romance
©Cisca. H
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Freya had woken up earlier than usual. She was ready for the day’s training. She looked at Vincenzo who was still asleep on the bed, his back facing her.
For the first time, she took her time to admire the Lion tattoo on his back, they were fucking beautiful.
After a long while of admiration, she went to the bathroom for a shower. Before she was out, Vincenzo was up. He looked at her, his eyes halfway open from sleep.
“Where are you going?” He asked, yawning.
“Do I have to remind you where I am going?” She asked back as she pulled her trouser up to her waist.
“Oh.” His eyes closed. “I’ll talk to the driver to take you to the warehouse then.”
“You seem tired, how was work yesterday?” She asked, her hands hung on her waist.
“Just the usual. I’ll be fine.” He assured her.
She was done dressing, now ready to go. “I’ll give you a call when I reach the warehouse.” He nodded his head. “Just take your time and relax, you can skip work today.”
“I have an important meeting with a colleague, I can’t fail to meet him. I’ll try coming over when I’m done. Stephen told me you did good on your first training, I’m proud of you.”
Freya felt her cheeks hot, she was blushing at his compliment. She expected him to be happy, but not so happy as he is now.
“Thanks. I can’t wait to see you in the warehouse.” She checked on the time. “Stephen will be waiting for me. I gotta go, see ya.” She kissed his lips before leaving the room
However, Vincenzo had already phoned his driver who in no time went to get the car ready.
It turned out that Stephen hadn’t shown up yet, but the staff were. She requested a gun which was brought to her. Freya began training herself, she was beginning to picture herself as a bad bitch gangster who doesn’t give a fuck about anyone.
Not quite long, Stephen showed up. He was happy to see her, and how serious she is about learning. This made him more determined to help her.
“Never thought you’re a fast learner.” He said, walking towards her. “It’s a fast progress.”
“Thanks. But I think I still have a long way to go before I call it a complete progress. I feel like there’s more to life than we know, especially when I have lots of enemies. The last time someone tried to ruin my life, it’s all Enzo playing the super hero. I don’t want that anymore, Steph, I wanna be independent and strong. I want to prove to him that no matter what, I don’t need him to be around me to help me, I can do it myself.”
Stephen nodded, seeing reasons to her words. “I understand your reasons, and I’ll say, it’s a good one. Seeing how determined you are, tells me how ready you are for this.”
Freya smiled.
“Why don’t we get to business. Shall we?”
“Sure.”
Today’s training seems to be a little more progress compared to the previous day. He started training her on how to fight, though he didn’t go too deep to teach her for a start. He only made her know the basics of defense.
Soon, she started feeling discomfort. Despite her attempt to overlook the inner pain she was feeling, it kept increasing.
“I think I need to use the restroom.” She went to the toilet to force herself to ease herself or poo, but nothing was working.
Soon, she starts feeling the urge to throw out. The pain on her abdomen was increasing, but she held herself from screaming.
Stephen was worried she was taking too long, but did give her her privacy. When Freya walked out, the facial expression on her face changed.
“Is everything alright?” He asked.
Freya nodded. “I think I need to see my doctor, something doesn’t feel right with me.” She complained. “Maybe we should continue tomorrow.”
“I can drive you…”
I cut in immediately. “You don’t have to, thanks. Vincenzo’s driver is with me.”
“If you say so.”
Hurriedly, Freya left the warehouse as she could feel the pain getting worse. This has never happened to her, not even on her monthly pay.
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The smell of the hospital was one Freya hated, a good reason she hates to visit the hospital. But coming to her case, it was critical and needed the doctor’s attention.
For a while the pain stopped, and she was grateful she could breathe again. She was given a receipt by the receptionist who directed her to her doctor’s office.
Doctor Smith was staring at a long book, with his professor glasses on. A knock on the door and he stopped reading, “Who’s that?” He asked, listening.
“Doctor Smith, it’s me, Freya.” She replied.
“Oh, Miss Bred. Come in, please.” Gently, she opened the door, walking in. “It’s been a long time, Miss, nice to meet you again.”
“Likewise.”
Doctor Smith was the same doctor who had taken care of her after the incident which led to her loss of memory. And since then, it has always been him.
“Doctor, I don’t feel fine.” She complained.
“What’s going on?” He asked, paying full attention to her.
“I don’t know, but somehow I feel weird inside. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s giving me fever.”
“Okay, I’ll run you a quick test.” He said, standing from his desk as he approaches her. He placed his hand on her neck, “You’re hot.”
He took a sample of her blood and went into his inner room. After what seemed like five minutes, he walked out with a folded paper in his hands.
“Here is your result.” He handed it to Freya who was already trembling as she began to unfold it.
“What’s in here, doctor?” She asked, bothered. “Is it good news?”
He smiled. “See for yourself.”
Freya heaved, taking several deep breath as she gathers the courage to open the letter. When she finally opened the letter, her eyes traced through the writings until she got to the most important line.
My eyes widened in shock, what she was seeing seemed like a dream to her. She couldn’t believe her eyes, and she was finding it difficult to accept reality.
“Congratulations, Miss Bred, you’re two weeks pregnant.”
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“Congratulations, Miss Bred, you’re two weeks pregnant.”
The words kept resounding in her head. Happiness filled her inside, she couldn’t wait until Vincenzo returned. She had wanted to phone him to tell him the good news, but then she wanted it to be an official announcement.
When she returned home, she asked for Myra who was pretty busy in the laundry room. However, she sent a maid to call her.
“Tell her to meet me in my room.” I said,
Just as she walked into her room, changing her clothes, Myra offered a knock on the door.
“Please, come in.” She permitted.
Myra entered. “You sent for me.” She said,
“Yes, please. I have something interesting to show you. You’ll love it, trust me.”
Myra was already curious to know what this interesting thing would be. “Okay. I’m waiting.”
Freya took her bag from where she had kept it, she opened it and brought out the white folded paper, handing it to Myra who at first, gave her a curious look.
“I hope I am safe?”
“Of course, you are.” Freya smiled.
“This feels like a sack letter to me.” She said, slowly unfolding the paper. “Freya, I’m scared.” She folded the paper back. “Please, for the love of God, tell me this isn’t what I am thinking.”
“It definitely isn’t what you are thinking, Myra. Come on.” Freya was busy laughing at her nervousness. “Just open it, okay. If it’s what you are thinking, then I wouldn’t be burning my cheeks with smiles.”
“People can get their worse nightmare in whatever way. Who knows?”
“Just open it and see for yourself if truly it’s your nightmare?”
Myra took a deep breath before unfolding the paper. She read through the line, Freya was patiently waiting for her to get to the most interesting part.
Myra’s eyes flew open, Freya knew she had gotten to that part. A loud scream erupted from her mouth, and she flew her arms around Freya’s neck, hugging her tightly.
“I am so happy for you, girl. You’re two months pregnant? This is… Oh, my goodness! This is the most exciting news I have ever heard!” She kissed her cheeks.
“Thank you so much. I told you, it isn’t bad news.”
“Come on, Freya, what do you expect? I’ve never been given a white paper before, and from the side stories I’ve heard, they don’t always turn out good.” Freya laughed. “Nevertheless, I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you.” Freya blushed.
“Does the master know about it?” She asked.
“Not yet.” She collapsed on the bed, “It’s not something I have to tell him on phone, you know. I wanna give him the letter just like I gave you.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet of you.” She goes to drop the letter on the lamp stand. “So, what are we expecting? A boy or a girl?”
“I really have no idea, Myra. I’m just two weeks old, but I hope it’s definitely going to be a boy.”
Myra raised an eyebrow at her. “That’s good, but why would you prefer it to be a boy?” She asked.
Freya shrugged. “Just feel like it’s better to have a boy. Boys can be able to manage their father’s legacies just like Vincenzo did.”
“I’ve seen ladies who did even more better than their father.”
“Well, it’s up to nature to decide.”
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Freya was feeling sleepy as sign of pregnancy was beginning to take hold of her. She had slept from the time Myra left her room, until it was past seven.
She woke up to have a glass of water, then again she went back to sleep. This time, she had woken up by past nine. She was expecting to see Vincenzo when she wakes, but sadly he wasn’t in the room.
She decided to go to the sitting room, as staying on the bed would only make her fall asleep again. As she trailed down the stairs, she could hear Vincenzo talking with a guest.
She felt relieved on hearing his voice. Maybe he must have met her asleep and didn’t want to bother her.
He looked over her side, on seeing her, he smiled. “Pablo, please meet my fiancee, Freya.” He introduced, not waiting a second for her to get to his side.
Pablo turned to see Freya as she walked towards Vincenzo’s direction, sitting beside him. “Hey, Pablo.” She greeted.
“What a beauty is she. Nice to meet you, Freya. Welcome to the family.” He welcomed.
“Thank you.” She smiled, before looking at Vincenzo. “You never told me you have a brother.”
Vincenzo exchange glances with Pablo. “We aren’t biological brothers, though. Just the gang family brothers.” Pablo explained, while Vincenzo shrugged his shoulders. “That’s what we call ourselves, though.”
“That’s nice. But, I hope I ain’t disturbing?”
“No. You came at the right time.” Pablo said. “I even asked Enzo of you, he said you were asleep. I’ll be leaving soon, so your presence is the best timing.”
“You should have woken me up.” She said to Vincenzo who has been quiet, letting them talk to each other. “What if he had left before now?”
“You looked stressful. And besides, Stephen did say you left the class early today.”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Yes. Enzo told me you really want to become a part of us. I see the spirit in you.”
“Thanks to Stephen for talking to him. I’ve pleaded with Enzo for like ages and yet, he refused I should learn. All of a sudden, he changed his mind, still all thanks to Stephen.”
Vincenzo’s mouth slightly opened like he was going to say a word but no word came. “Did I lie?”
“I wasn’t going anything.” He admitted in a surrendering way. “And you’re right though.”
Freya smiled victoriously.
They had engaged on another long conversation which lasted for about thirty minutes. When it was time for Pablo to leave, he hugged Freya, pecking her cheeks.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Freya.”
“Likewise.” She smiled. “Hoping to see you on our wedding day.”
“You definitely will.” He shook hands with Vincenzo, who then walked him out.
Vincenzo walked in after seeing Pablo out. “He’s cool, and I like him.”
“Pablo is a cool fellow, you’ll get to love him more soon.” He smirked. “Well, I was hoping you’d have something for me tonight.”
“Poor thing I can’t.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“Because, I can’t offer you that right now.”
“That still doesn’t answer the question, why?” He said, eager to know.
“I’m pregnant, Enzo. It’s dangerous having sex with a baby in my womb.”
Vincenzo was still, surprise written all over his face. “You are pregnant?” He asked, like he hadn’t heard her well. “You are carrying my child?”
Freya slowly nodded her head. “Yes.”
He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. He wasn’t ready to let her go, this is definitely the most exciting moment in his life.
“You just don’t know how happy I am to become a father. It’s… the most exciting news I have ever heard. I promise, I’ll protect you no matter what, and I’ll make sure both you and my unborn child are safe. That’s a promise, you have my words.”
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Who is happy?
