"I'm so sorry, sir, I forgot to lock the door. I didn't mean for..."
"Shhhh." He silenced me, placing a finger on my lips. He smelled like rich, masculine cologne and alcohol. 
I looked up at him; he was staring at me with something swirling in his eyes. Something I couldn't explain.
He slowly leaned down and pressed a kiss on my shoulder. My breath hitched in my throat.
I held my towel tight against me with my left hand and pushed him back with my right hand, taking a step back myself.
"I'm sorry, sir, this isn't right," I told him respectfully.
His eyes darkened as he grabbed my forearm tightly, making me look at his furious eyes.
"I am Alessandro Rossi, and no one tells me what is right and what is not."
He attacked my neck, peppering it with kisses as I just stood there.
"But you're drunk, sir," I told him.
"I'm in complete control of my senses, Victoria."
***
Alessandro Rossi retrieves his heir from his runaway wife and employs the young Victoria to care for his son. After spending one drunken night together, Victoria becomes pregnant with his child. Their lives are now entwined, leading to a loveless marriage. Soon after, Victoria finds comfort in the arms of another. What will Alessandro do when he realizes he has already fallen for Victoria? Will he do something to win back her heart?

Nanny For The Mafia Boss

　　"You carry my child, you belong to me and with me." He stated boldly.


　　"Wait sir, how can you be so sure? What if it's another man's child?" I tried to stall his actions.


　　He didn't stop walking as he only chucked clearly amused.


　　"Another man's? That boy's? Really Victoria? That boy looked like he didn't even know you had a tattoo, talk more of knowing the location of your tattoo. He hasn't seen you naked." He seemed very amused like my feeble attempts at deceiving him were funny.


　　Embarrassment, shame and humiliation pooled in my very core as my hand unconsciously found its way to the position of my tattoo.


　　"Have you had anything to eat Victoria?" Mr. Rossi questioned sizing me up and down.


　　I got self conscious. Did he think I was too fat and needed to reduce eating OR he felt I was too thin for a pregnant woman. My mind now over thinks every single thing.


Chapter 28 We're Getting Married