Page 50 of Remember That Time

Gianni's eyes darted to the driver for a moment before he nodded. He obviously understood what I was getting at. Coming from the family that he did, I assumed he would.

This was another downside to being rich. We never knew who we could fully trust. Sometimes, not even our own family members were safe. I'd been lucky in the fact that I hadn'texperienced that hell yet, but my understanding was that one of Gianni's brothers had.

I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

The ride to my penthouse was relatively quiet, not because I didn't have anything to say, but because I had plenty to say. I just didn't want to do it with other people around and I knew once I started I wouldn't be able to stop until everything came out.

Gianni was the first to get out of the car when we reached my building. I climbed out on my side and then walked around the vehicle to join him. I grabbed his hand with mine before leading him into the building.

It was a short ride in the elevator. Still, by the time we reached the top floor and walked into the penthouse, I was ready for a stiff drink. My nerves were stung tighter than a violin.

In the next ten minutes, the whole coarse of my would change. Whether for the good or for the bad remained to be seen.

"Okay, we're here," Gianni said as he crossed his arms. "Now, what's going on? Why do you need to talk to me in private?"

"You want the good news or the bad news first?"

Gianni huffed. "Give me the bad news first. That way I'll have something to make me happy when this is all over with."

I hoped he thought of it as happy.

"I received another letter today from the person that says they are pregnant with my child."

Gianni's eyes rounded and he instantly held up his hands. "It's not me."

"I never thought it was. I trust you, Gianni." Strangely, I did. "They said that if I didn't give them ten million dollars by the end of the week, they would abort the baby."

Gianni's mouth dropped. "They plan to kill your baby?"

"That's where the good news part comes in." I held up my phone showing the lab results. "Turns out you are the one carrying my baby."

Gianni stumbled back a couple of steps before collapsing down onto the couch. His hand pressed over his abdomen. "I'm carrying your baby?" he whispered.

I walked over and knelt down in front of him, letting him see all the joy I felt at the news I had just shared. I smiled as I pressed my hand over the top of his.

"The test results of the Non-Invasive Prenatal Paternity Test just came in. I rushed over to see you just as soon as I had them."

"Your baby. It's your baby. That means you're the man I slept with."

I nodded, not sure where he was going with this or even what he was thinking. His face was a bit pale and his eyes were as round as saucers. That gave me no clue as to how he was taking the news.

"Gianni?"

"It's your baby?"

I nodded. "It is."

Gianni's dark eyebrows snapped together as he frowned menacingly. "Then who in the hell is threatening to kill our baby?"

I had no idea.

Chapter Fifteen

~ Gianni ~

"There are no clues as to the identity of this person, Gianni," Janos stated. "I've had the letters and envelopes dusted for fingerprints and none of them are suspect. We even figured out that the letter was made on a printer, but we don't have a printer to match it to. We have nothing to follow up on."

"What are you going to do?"

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