Page 51 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

“Hmm… No fever.”

She’s silent for a moment, and I open my eyes. She’s looking at me as if she’s seen a ghost.

“What?” I sit up.

“I don’t want to make a bad situation worse, but…could you be pregnant?”

I stare at Cassi, my brain just whine noise.

“Uh… Of course not, why would you suggest—” Wait a minute. “What’s the date today?”

“It’s the twenty-fifth.”

My heart thumps as I count on my fingers, working out when exactly I last got my period. I knew it had been a while, but maybe I was only one or two days late.

I count again. I’m nearly three week late. “Holy shit.”

I look up at my friend with wide eyes. “I think I might be.”

Cassi’s throat bobs, and I can tell she’s trying to keep her face neutral so as not to freak me out any more.

“Ok… Well, there’s no point in panicking until you’ve taken a test to confirm it. I could run out and get one right now?”

“No, I-I can’t take one…” My chest hurts. I can’t breathe. This bathroom is too small. I need to get out of here. I need some air. Now.

“Lils, you’re going to have to take one, honey. I know it’s scary?—”

Oh, god. I’m going to pass out. “It’s fucking terrifying!”

A knock sounds on the door, and I jump, my heart threatening to come out of my throat.

“It’s occupied, dumbass!” Cassi yells. “Give us a minute!”

I shake my head. This cannot be happening. This cannot be happening…

“I’ve only been with one guy since Sam,” I whisper. “There would be no denying who’s the father.”

“Oh shit.”

“I thought today was bad enough when I found out Andre is now my boss. But add in potentially carrying his child? Fuck, Cassi, that’s just too much to deal with. What am I going to do?” My voice cracks as I look up at her wide-eyed before burying my face in my hands.

Cassi places a comforting hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently.

“One step at a time, babe. First off, we need to stop by the drugstore and buy a test before we start throwing around the word daddy.”

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ANDRE

I let Lila avoid me for today. The shock of finding out I bought the company will wear off, and then we can have an adult conversation.

But for right now, I will keep a close eye on her through the camera in her office.

When she starts packing up her things, I shoot a text to Jerry, my man who was at the club where we first met. I want tabs on Lila at all times, not just for her own protection, but for mine too.

He’s stationed outside the office building in case she goes anywhere.

I wasn’t surprised when she chose to sit behind her desk working until the clock struck five.

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