Inara_Me

*Dark Mafia Romance*
Pregnant. 
"I.." she blinked at the words that were blinding her. "I.."
"I? I? What, Evelyn?" Salvatore spat, making her flinch. "What is it that you want to say, say it loud and fucking clear!" 

She jumped on the spot and closed her eyes in fear. "I.." 

"What?!" His scream was powerful enough that Evelyn jumped on the spot and started to cry. Why was this happening to her? Why were these papers in front of her? 

"I don't know," she screamed back with rivers of tears flowing down her face. "I don't know what happened. I don't know what's happening!" 

Salvatore chuckled darkly and shook his head as he barked out at her, "You don't know what's going on? Fine, I will tell you what's going on. You are three months pregnant with the child of a man that you spent one night with." His voice lowered several octaves and deepened. He was controlling himself. 

The reality made her close her eyes and lower her head. 

The product of a one night stand was inside her womb. 

This reason alone was enough for her father to discard her had he been alive and he was her father but Salvatore was her husband. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. What was he going to do? 

****

Salvatore had never let the information out. No one knew that he had the same darkness inside him that his father carried in his veins. 

He had buried it successfully until she came along. 

Evelyn.

~Not for faint hearted.~

Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation

"Everything is a bargain, my love. You get your daughter and I," he tapped her nose, "get my wife."

Evelyn closed her eyes again. The words kept on spinning in her mind and now it was the next morning.

She was ready to go down stairs for breakfast but instead of going down stairs, she was sitting in front of a vanity mirror with the words he said to her last night repeating in her mind.

She shamefully blushed and lowered her head. With her thighs gently pressed against each other, Evelyn bit her lip.

Why was she even thinking about it? Of course, he wanted something against her daughter. Arabella was something that only belonged to her, making her top perfect opportunity for Salvatore to use for his advantage until he gave her his name.

She sighed before getting up from the vanity table and moving towards the door and out of the room. Any more delay would not look good on her part.

A Donna's toss - I