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I’d been overjoyed when I’d found a great shampoo and managed to secure a sponsorship from the distributor. Best of all, I’d loved the smell. It was a faint honeysuckle scent that wasn't overpowering and didn't irritate the dogs.
But when I grabbed the open bottle to refill it, I almost threw it out of my hands, intent on getting the awful stench away from me.
“They must have changed the formula,” I said to myself.
I waited till my stomach calmed, finished up my work, and headed home.
But as I walked, a feeling settled over me, one that I couldn’t ignore.
I made a brief detour, hoping, praying I was wrong.
But when I looked down at the two little lines, I wasn’t surprised.
Maybe, on some level, I had known. It wasn’t like we had done anything to prevent it.
Still, I stared at the piece of plastic, unbelieving.
But it was true.
I was pregnant.
With Enzo Moretti’s baby.
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Enzo
“Let me do the talking,”Nico said.
“I don’t need you to speak for me, Nico,” I said.
“Let me do the talking, Enzo,” Nico repeated.
I didn’t argue with him, but I didn't need Nico to speak for me. My pulse was pounding in my ears, and my throat felt tight. I was on edge. Ready for a fight.
Or worse.
But I’d take what came. I had done what I did and would stand on it.
Yes, Nico was good at managing Don Carlo, but I didn’t need to hide behind my cousin.
I wouldn’t hide behind my cousin.
Don Carlo’s security waved us in, and Nico and I ascended the front stairs like we had countless times before. The mansion looked the same. Classic architecture, grand empty hallways that screamed wealth and sadness.
But this time felt different. The air, always heavy with the weight of Don Carlo’s weakness and regret, felt even more oppressive today.
Because there was a chance I might not leave.
That should have bothered me more than it did.
But I didn’t give a fuck.
Whatever punishment Don Carlo saw fit to mete out was well worth it.
And I’d kill Fabiano a thousand times over if I could.
Even thinking about Fabiano having the nerve to touch Molly made me want to kill him all over again. My body tensed, still ready for the fight.