His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Everywhere grew silent before the sound of forks dropping to the plates followed.

All eyes turned to her in shock as the lady’s lips parted lightly.

“What did you just say?” Bella managed to say.

“I’m pregnant.” She repeated, unperturbed by the stares she was getting from them.

“If you don’t believe me, then this should convince you.” She added in a shrug as she stretched forth an envelope, nobody noticed she brought in with her.

Bella hastily collected it and impatiently ripped off the envelope, bringing out the neatly folded paper inside. She opened it and her eyes grew wide.

“See?” Eva mutters with her expression slowly turning into a grin.

It was true!

The paper contained her test result and it indicated positive.

Lillian was forced to collect the paper from Bella as she saw for herself the result.

It fell off her hands which were slightly shaking and she exhaled sharply. Strong emotions began to build up inside of her, and she stood to her feet immediately, walking out of the dining room to her room.

Bella followed suit, leaving Don and Eva.

“Lillian,” Bella called after her, but she didn’t answer nor did she halt her steps until she got to her room.

“Oh my goodness!” She muttered, slumping to the couch in the room.

“Lillian,” Bella called out again as she closed the door behind her and made her way toward her.

“Please tell me what she said isn’t true, just tell me, that,” Lillian spoke out, feeling betrayed.

Bella sighed and crouched to a seat beside her.

“Don’t let this affect you. Believe me, this is no big deal.” She said with a shrug.

For a fact, she was sure this wasn’t the first time Eva would get pregnant for her brother.

In recent cases, Eva has never made a public announcement about it. Then, you might be wondering how she knew. Well, she just always overhears them in their room, but she wondered why Eva made this known publicly even when she fully knows she was still going to abort or was this case different? And why didn’t her brother say anything?

“I shouldn’t let this have an effect on me? I mean, how can I? My husband’s girlfriend is pregnant with him!” Lillian conveyed loud enough, and she lifted her gaze.

Lillian was already on her feet, and Bella let out a sigh.

“I know, but still, you shouldn’t let that get to you.” Bella enunciated, following her with her gaze.

“What else am I supposed to do? My husband impregnated his girlfriend, and now I don’t think he has anything to say about it.” Lillian said, turning to face her as she crossed her hands underneath her boobs.

“At least have your seat first,” Bella uttered lowly.

“I don’t………”

“Just have a seat, then we can talk this through.” Bella cut her off, tilting her head to the side as she raised a brow.

Lillian heaved a soft sigh and walked past her to the bed.

“Now I’m sitting, what’s next?” She asked, folding her hands on her chest.

Bella shook her head in another sigh as she stood up and walked to her on the bed.

“Look, I know you’re all pissed off and let’s say worried, and it’s normal for you to feel that way, which is why I will say this.” Bella started saying slowly.

“There is little or no probability that my brother would accept that pregnancy.” She continued, making sure to emphasize her words clearly.

Those words got to Lillian as her facial expression changed, and she turned to face her.

“And why is that?” She asked with curiosity.

“Because he is my brother, and having a child now really isn’t part of what he wants. He is a Mafia lord and having children will be too dangerous.” Bella explained, ending the statement with a nod.

“So, being a Mafia lord means he can’t have children?” Lillian asked dryly.

“Something like that,” Bella replied simply.

Lillian felt relieved to hear that, but somehow, it felt disturbing and scary to her. He would rather not have children? But why?

“You don’t seem to have water here, I will go get you one.” Bella said, breaking into her thoughts before walking out of the room to the kitchen.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The maids turned to glance as they bowed to the lady who walked in. They all looked busy doing one or two things.

She just walked straight to the fridge to get herself what she came there for.

“Hey, Bells!” Drake called out, walking into the kitchen.

“Hi!” She replied, turning to glance at him.

“What’s up?” He asked, coming to stand beside her as he dipped his left hand into his side pocket.

“Nothing much, just figuring ways to calm Lillian.” She told him and took out a tray to put the bottle of water and glass cup she just took out of the fridge.

“And why is that? Did anything happen?” He queried, staring keenly at her.

Bella glanced at him and pursed her lips in a soft sigh. Her eyes roamed round in the kitchen and without a word, she started walking out of the kitchen.

Drake remained in his position for a few seconds as he tried to make out anything of what just happened before rushing after Bella.

Why did she need to calm Lillian down to the extent of needing water?

“Why are you trying to calm Lillian? Did anything happen?” He repeated his question, expressing his thought as he walked after her.

Bella paused at the first stairs as she turned round to face him.

“Eva informed us that she was pregnant, and Lillian has refused to settle down since then. She wouldn’t stop worrying, so, I’m just trying to get different ways to get her to settle down.” Bella explained, rendering him speechless before proceeding further to the stairs.

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The door flipped open as Don and Eva went in.

“What the hell was that?” He asked immediately they entered as he walked towards his dressing table.

“What was what?” Eva asked back with a plain look.

“What do you mean by you’re pregnant?” He queried, staring at her through the mirror.

She gulped down nothing. Since her outburst about her pregnancy in the dining room, Don didn’t say anything even when Lillian and Bella walked out. But now, he was asking about it, and she couldn’t help but panic.

“Of course, it’s the truth.” She managed to answer with a shrug.

“I’m carrying your baby, our child.” She said in a whisper.

“Get rid of it,” Don told sternly, and her eyes shut tight.

Bang! It hit her like a thunderstorm, exactly what she was afraid of. Her fear had come into reality.