Page 91 of Debt to the Mafia King
“I owe you everything,” he nipped at my bottom lip. “But I know you won’t take any lavish gifts from me,” he winked. “So, how doyou feel about going baby shopping this afternoon? You will let me take you baby shopping, won’t you?”
Hand in hand, we wandered around the shop. Every now and then I paused to touch something so totally adorable that it brought tears into my eyes, but I didn’t pick anything up because it was all so expensive. How could tiny clothes cost so much? I didn’t understand it, and honestly, I didn’t want to.
“You don’t like any of these ?” Viktor eyed a cute set with a cream teddy bear on the front.
It was, of course, adorable and perfect because we didn’t know if we were having a girl or a boy, but I was shocked he thought so.
“They are lovely. I just thought—” trailing off I let my eyes wander over the deep blue suit and tan overcoat he was wearing. He was perfectly put together, like he always was, even when we were alone in the house.
The only time I had seen him in what I called normal casual was Christmas Day, and neither one of us had gotten dressed that day.
Viktor wore his expensive suits like armor.
He lifted a dark eyebrow. Almost mocking me with it. “What, you thought I’d want our child in a suit and tie?”
I couldn’t help it. I laughed because in a way, that was exactly what I was thinking.
“You’re adorable, Leah.” Hooking his arm around my shoulders, he bent to kiss me. “Our child, our sweet baby, will just be like any normal child.”
“Apart from having you as a dad and a literal army to guard him or her,” I added, lifting my face, I waited for him to find my lips with his. He kissed me instantly, gently at first, and then harder until he was bending me backwards and devouring my mouth like a man possessed.
From the cash register, the salesgirl giggled, and it was enough to make us straighten. I blushed scarlet. Viktor didn’t look embarrassed at all. He looked like he wanted to eat me alive.
I blushed even harder.
“I think we might need to wrap things up here.” Viktor winked atme. “Because I’m not sure if I can wait any longer to get you alone and kiss you all over.”
He didn’t even try to say it quieter, and a sigh sounded from the saleslady again.
I glanced in their direction and found them staring at me. A lost, dreamy look on their faces.
“Sssh, Viktor.” I swatted at his arm. “Everyone is watching us. They can hear everything you are saying.”
His dark eyes flicked in their direction before settling back on me. “Let them watch, Printsessa. Let them hear how much I want my wife,” his voice rose.
Not in a shout but in something that was almost playful.
This was a new side of Viktor. Happy and funny. Like something had unlocked a new aspect of his personality.
“How beautiful and amazing I think she is, how I want to worship at her feet for making me a father.”
“Viktor, stop it.” Shaking my head, I stepped away. “What’s gotten into you?”
Throwing back his head, he laughed. “Can’t a man be happy? You’ve given me an heir. It’s everything I ever wanted.”
I couldn’t help it. My face fell. He had said the sweetest things, that I was beautiful and amazing, but he hadn’t said I was the thing he wanted most in the world, and it hurt.
Viktor was happy because I was going to give him a child and an heir to his criminal empire.
“Go and pick up all the things that I saw you touch earlier.” He didn’t notice my look at all. “All of them, Leah, I don’t care about the price, and meet me by the cash register.” Lifting his arm, he shook back the sleeve of his coat and glanced at the platinum watch on his wrist. “You have five minutes before I come looking for you, and if I come looking for you, then it won’t matter if we are right here or at home, I am going to strip you naked and bury myself between those thighs. Is that understood?”
I nodded, grinning because even though he was being doting, he just couldn’t help being himself as well.
I wandered off, happily picking up tiny clothes and stacking them over my arm. Not too many, I didn’t know anything about babies, but I knew they grew quickly. I’d just reached the back of the shop when someone stepped behind me.
“Viktor, I have—” freezing, I sucked in a breath. My arms shook, and one of the tiny cream outfits fell from my arms to land on the floor.
Instinctively, I bent to pick it up, and the knife jabbed into my back. “Don’t move, otherwise, I’ll cut that brat out of your body right now,” a female voice spoke behind me.
