Page 75 of Nanny's Baby for the Italian Mafia Boss

Not that I’ll admit that to anyone.

I’m scared because she believes she’ll be alone. She’s planning a life without me because she truly thinks I won’t be there.

That terrifies me.

How can she not know I’m obsessed with her? That anywhere she would go, I’d follow.

Whether she wanted me to or not.

“How did you even get this pill? When? You’ve been with me the entire time,” I ask, coming out of the bathroom.

“When you were talking to Dovnic at one point, I disappeared to the front desk and asked the girl to get me it. After, when I went to the bathroom, I got it from her,” she admits, cheeks turning red with embarrassment. “I promise, I wasn’t set on taking it. I just…”

“I know, you felt like you need a plan.” I grab her shoulders and force her to stand, ripping the sheets from her body. My cock is hard, aching, needing to claim her and prove to her that she is mine. I push her down and spread her thighs apart, driving into her so hard she groans.

But she’s wet with my come still, making each thrust slick.

“Let me make something crystal fucking clear, Sophie.” I wrap a hand around her neck, pounding unforgivably into her sore cunt. “I want to get you pregnant. That’s my goal. Safe isn’t an option. Plan B?” I growl in distaste, looming over her until our noses touch. “We’re the fucking plan.” I ram into her, still so angry that she would do this. My foot hits the nightstand and the lamp falls onto the floor, the bulb breaking, but I don’t care.

I grip the edge of the mattress, needing leverage, and use it to drive into her.

The bed moves, another glass slips from the edge of the other nightstand and shatters.

“Tell me. Tell me we are the plan.”

She shatters under me, coming so hard I feel her trying to pull me in deeper. “We’re the plan,” she finally exclaims. “We are.”

My orgasm is close already from every fast thrust. “Good, then feel this. Accept what’s about to happen. I’m going to fill you with every goddamn drop and you’re going to soak it up, aren’t you?”

She whimpers, her mouth dropping open as another orgasm shakes her core.

“Aren’t you?”

“Yes! God, please, give it to me, Matias. I want it. I want to feel you.”

I roar my release. Her words are the tipping point, the extra stroke I needed. I pour into her, everything I have left to give.

I give it.

Still, something isn’t right. I can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something in our relationship that’s different and it will take more than this to make it right.

Regardless, she’s mine.

My phone rings, causing me to pull out of her. I fumble through last night’s clothes in search of it as the cell rings. When I finally find it, Dovnic’s name appears on the screen.

“Dovnic, I didn’t think I’d hear from you so soon or ever,” I tease him.

“I need your help, Matias. They took him. They took Dominick. They took my son. Please, I’m begging you, Matias. I’ll do anything to get him back. I’ll pay you for your help, for you to work with me this once, but I need power. You’re that power. Please.”

I’ve never heard the man beg.

“They already took my wife. Please, don’t let them take my son.”

“Send me your address. I’ll be there soon. We will find him.”

“Thank you. I’m forever in your debt.”

I hang up and turn around. “You’re going home,” I tell Sophie. “I am going to be a few days. Dovnic needs my help. His son was taken, and this is going to get dangerous. I need you far away from here so I can help him. Okay? I’ll call the jet, the pilot, and I’ll have everything set up. The return will be easy. I’ll be back in a few days.”

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