THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

Samantha and I had hit the spa recently and also went to the salon to get our hair done. It’s been a long time since I had my hair treated, and I wanted something different instead of my natural long hair.

My hair was well taken care of; it was trimmed to my shoulder blade and dyed white lavender. I was sceptical at first when I chose the colour, but Samantha urged me to go ahead with it, saying I would look spectacular. I’m so glad I listened to her; even Sin seemed to love it.

I will admit he was shocked at first when he walked in our room and saw me with what looked like short, purple shoulder-length hair. I thought he hated it at first since he stood by the door not saying anything, but now he plays with my hair every chance he gets, complimenting on how lovely I looked.

I let out a giggle at the thought of it.

“What’s got you all laughing, baby girl?” Sin asked me with a raised eyebrow.

“Nothing, just remembered something, that’s all.”

“And what memory is that? That’s got you laughing.”

“It’s a secret.”

“Really”

“yeah. ” He looked at me like he was about to say something but changed his mind, and I gave him a smug look, sticking my tongue out.

He continued scrolling through the TV. “What movie are we watching?” We were currently in the living room, looking for a movie to watch.

Sin decided to take a free day off today to spend with me; we cooked breakfast together this morning. Well, Sin did the cooking, and I took care of setting the table, which is equally important as cooking. It takes great effort.

After eating, we went to the library to read together; I took a romance novel while Sin took a crime-solving book.

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We stayed in the library for some hours, till I got tired of reading and Sin suggested we watch a movie together, which brings us to now. It was already five In the evening, we were going to watch a movie to while away the time as Sarah prepared dinner.

“How about the Titanic?” I screamed excitedly.

“Ugh, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why is that?” “It’s a great movie.”

“I’m just worried, amore; you end up crying your eyes out every single time you watch the movie,” he says, concerned.

“Of course I’m bound to cry; it’s an emotional movie, and my hormones are running high right now.” I stated it with a “duh,” tone, like it was something he was supposed to know.

“I hate seeing you cry for whatever reason.”

“I promise I won’t cry this time. I already know what’s going to happen. ” I said it with a childish pout.

“Alright, fine,” he lets out a defeated sigh, playing the movie.

I snuggled closer to him, resting my body on his and occasionally grabbing a handful of popcorn from his lap as we watched the movie.

At the end of the movie, I was already bawling my eyes out. I was in the second pack of tissues that Sin so generously placed on the table.

“I thought you said you weren’t going to cry.” He says it sarcastically, like he didn’t believe whatever promise I made at the beginning of the movie.

“I know I said I wouldn’t, but I can’t help myself. Poor Jack, why did he have to die like that?” I wailed, blowing the snot out of my nose.

“That’s why I suggest we not watch it. This is like the hundredth time you are watching this movie.” He replied.

“I won’t say a hundred, maybe fifty times,” I countered back with a sheepish smile. “I just don’t understand why he had to die; they could have shared it together.” I exclaimed.

“Baby, it couldn’t carry both weights. They would have eventually sank, and it was freezing cold.”

“I know, but still.”

“What was more important was that Rose survived,” he said, and I turned to look at him.

“And why is that?. Since when did you become a Rose fan?”

He didn’t say anything but stared at the TV as the screen played a role. I nudged his shoulder lightly; he looked at me with a broken expression.

“It might be a different scenario, but I still understand what Jack must have felt because that was what I felt at the thought of losing you. He was ready to sacrifice his life for her just the same way I would, because you matter to me.”

My expression turned sour; I didn’t feel any ounce of joy or butterflies from his words. Instead, they felt like knives repeatedly stabbing my heart.

I did something he and I would never have thought I would do. I held his chin tightly, maintaining eye contact as Sin looked at me, shocked and confused.

“Never say something like that again, Nikolai. What is the essence of saving me when you won’t be here by my side? Can a human live without a heart, Nikolai?” He shakes his head, still in shock. “So how do you expect me to live when you aren’t here with me?” I burst out crying. “How could you think that sacrificing your life for me would do any good?” I hit him on his chest repeatedly, not being able to stop the tears from my eyes.

Sin grabbed both my hands, stopping the assault on his chest. He scooped me up in one go, placing me on his lap.

“I’m sorry, amore. That’s so dumb of me to say.” He slowly patted my back as I straddled his body. My head resting on his chest, I let out a series of hiccups. “Sshh, you know I hate seeing tears in those beautiful eyes of yours.”

“Then never say something like that again.” I raise my head to stare at him.

“I promise. Never again. Please stop crying.” He used his thumbs to wipe the tears off my face.

“I love you, Nikolai.”

“I love you too, amore.”

Sin’s hands went around my waist, and I placed my lips on his. I trailed his hand underneath the long shirt I had worn, squeezing my butt, and I yelped.

Our tongues fought for dominance before he finally won. His hands continue to move higher inside my shirt. I wrapped his hand around his neck, grinding my hips on his rising bulge.

We were so into it that we didn’t hear the sound of a footstep coming towards us until we heard the sound of a throat clearing. I freeze at my spot in shock, while Sin casually pulls away with an angry look on his face for being interrupted.

I turned to look at the person who had walked on our make-out section and saw Dr. Fernandez standing behind us; his ears were red, and he avoided any eye contact.

I hurriedly got off Sin’s lap, tidying up the shirt I was wearing. I took a seat beside Sin, a blush stained my face. I cleared my throat, trying to ease whatever awkwardness was in the air. At least for me and Dr Fernandez, Sin doesn’t look bothered about it.

“I will check on the baby.” Dr. Fernandez said, rushing to my side. I guess he wanted to get things done and get out of the house. I don’t blame him; I would too if I was in the same situation as him. Sin got up from the chair so that I could lay down.

My head rested on the hand of the chair while I stroked my belly gently. It was time for my monthly check-up, and Sin needed Dr. Fernandez’s confirmation also. I was already in my fifth month.

It was quiet for a while as Dr. Fernandez examined me like he always does anything he comes to check on the baby.

“The baby’s heartbeat is okay; blood pressure is okay. There seems to be no problem at all,” he says to Sin. ” She is free to travel. I already picked a male nurse for her, who would be on the plane in case of anything.”

“Change it to a female nurse.” Sin suddenly said, causing me and Dr. Fernandez to give him a questionable look.

“Is there anything wrong with the male nurse?” I asked, puzzled.

His jaw clenched. “I don’t want another man’s hands touching you.” He spoke sternly.

Ugh. Him and his caveman act.

So possessive.

But I love it.

I smiled slyly. “Why can’t a male nurse take care of me when Dr. Fernandez can?” I asked teasingly. “I had no idea Dr. Fernandez wasn’t considered a male.” I looked at Dr. Fernandez and saw him trying to hold back the smile on his face.

“It’s different; I know Fernandez. He has been a family doctor for as long as I can remember. Apart from him, I don’t want any other male touching you”.

“But Luca, Alexander, and Mateo are all males, and you don’t seem to have any problems with them.” I asked again, watching him sigh in frustration.

“Amore. ” He groans.

“Fine,” I replied, smiling cheekily.

“I will get a female nurse once I get back to the hospital.” Dr. Fernandez says

“good. I need the name of the nurse as well; I don’t want just anybody close to my family. especially if it concerns Mani and the baby.” Sin commanded.

“Sure, of course. I will send it to you tomorrow.” Dr. Fernandez nods. “I best be on my way; have a wonderful evening.”

“And you too.” I replied, watching his retreating back as he made his way out of the living room.

“Do you really have to go all caveman on him?” I teased.

“Yes, I do.” Sin responded, kissing my lips possessively. “Come on, let’s go have dinner; our little angel must be angry.” He pulled me up from the chair, his hands resting on my bulgy bump.

“Even with a baby bump, you still look beautiful, amore.” He complimented me, pulling out a seat for me, before taking one close to me.

“Thanks, Nikolai.” I said, smiling.

It wasn’t up to five seconds before Sarah and a few maids walked in with different varieties of food, placing them in front of me, and my mouth salivated.

We wasted no time digging in. It was just the two of us; Samantha was staying over at Alexander’s. Things were getting cosy and serious between them. They had decided to make it official a week ago.

When she told me, we squealed together, clapping in excitement. I was so happy for them; I couldn’t wait for things between them to progress even more. That way, we won’t just be friends but also in-laws.

Dinner went by in the blink of an eye, and the foods, as always, were delicious. It was in the middle of the night when Sin and I decided to rest a little in the lounge. We were cuddled up together, talking about a lot of things, mostly the baby. I had a glass of juice in my arms while Sin had a glass of wine.

We talked for a long period of time until I finally started feeling sleepy. I rested my head against his shoulder with my eyes closed.

“Are you sleepy, baby girl?” Sin whispers in my ear. I hummed and snuggled closer to him, enjoying his warmth. “Come on, let’s get you to bed,” he says, but I refuse to get up and keep on leaning on him.

He pulled away, getting up, waiting for me to do the same, but I remained seated. I looked up at him with sleepy eyes.

“I don’t feel like walking,” I whined with a pout on my face. I raised my arms, stretching them both wide for him and he laughs, then proceeds to lean down, picking me up in bridal style.

“Thanks,” I yawned softly, cuddling close to his chest.