Page 149 of Mafia King's Secret Baby

This guy is a whole other level.

“Who the hell are you?” I breathe.

He smiles, and my stomach sinks.

That smile makes me feel like he’s a wolf.

And I’m a baby deer, waiting to be eaten.

“Kieran MacAntyre,” he smirks at me. “Your husband.”

“I already have a husband. His name is…”

“Oh no, beauty,” he says, cutting me off. “That won’t be a problem any longer.”

My heart sinks. “What did you do to him?”

“I didn’t do a darn thing. But you’ll do best to forget about him. Whoever he was to you, no longer.”

“I’m married. We’re married. You can’t just change that,” I whisper.

“I can if you sign the papers, love.”

“I won’t,” I respond automatically.

His eyes flash again. “Oh, I think you will.”

He knows about Luna.“What do you want with me?”

“I only want what is my due. What I waspromised,” he practically snarls.

“Promised?” I play dumb. I need to get him to untie me and get the hell out of this room. I need to get back to my baby.

I need to get back to Elio.

“Aye, beauty. Promised.”

I shake my head. “I was promised to… my current husband,” I say, hoping that he will appreciate the concessions I’m making around his wishes and Elio’s name.

I don’t know this guy. I feel like he probably isn’t quite all there, and something has cracked inside him. Some men are like that, in this life.

Some never recover from the brutality they’re forced to perpetrate.

I need to get out of here.

“Oh, I think you’ll need to check that. You see, your da made a promise before he and the Rossi asshole got drunk together and bound yourselves in another contract. That contract, promising his first-born daughter to me, predates yours by a year.”

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

“You do realize that neither one of these things is legal?”

“Honor among thieves, beauty. Contract law applies. You were always meant to be mine. Never his.”

Jesus.Looking into Kieran’s eyes, I can see it’s true. He wholeheartedly believes this. I don’t know what miracle brought me to Elio instead of him, but in that moment, the feelings that I have for Elio are crystal clear.

I love him.

I’ve loved him for many years. I loved the idea of him. I loved the baby that he gave me.