Pregnant & Desired By The Mob Boss

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efinitely not now. Not when we'd only lost my father a few months before, when my mother wa

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o fill the bludgeoning silence in the tight space of th

ums in a

black and white sonogram image sitting in the cup holder. "

an expressionless mask. Her lips, which only a few months ago were con

sk. "When you were pregnant, I mean?

er voice filled with a playfuln

w her arm across the console, her mouth tighte

Paplovs hired my parents as caretakers to the sprawling estate when they were freshly married and my mother was pregnan

my mother is even more committed to her employer, Dominic Paplov. Our employer, really. As soon as I was old enough to work, I started alongside my mot

glancing towards the clock on the

d be back at ten

rustrated tip of her hea

tor's appointments can

ays. "You should ca

her. "I've always c

uests were staying in the main house or when a deal was being worked out, but otherwise, I ran between our cott

smile for me as a child. I'd seen him raise his voice to other household staff, berating them for simple mistakes, but ev

before," M

four years ago, so if he minded me calling him by his first n

ture sitting in the cup holder between us. She p