Page 156 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

If I get rescued, Sal, my brother, Caterina, Luna, the twins… they’re all at risk.

The only way out…

Is in.

I sigh. I shut my eyes.

“I’ll marry you,” I whisper.

The faster we get married, the faster we’ll have sex.

And the faster we have sex…

The easier it will be to pass my baby off as his.

Liam sighs. “I wish it was under better circumstances, lo… Gia.”

“Yeah,” I sigh. “Me too.”

Or no circumstances at all.

* * *

Liam offers to write the letter to Elio, and then I can sign it. The terms will be accepted.

I’m going to marry him.

He offers to stay with me for the night, but I decline. I don’t want to be around anyone right now.

I just want to be alone.

I still haven’t eaten. I haven’t had hardly any water. I can’t keep anything down, so there’s really no point.

Instead of just sitting in the house, I get every blanket I can find and I bring one of the dining room chairs outside. I put it on the porch.

And I look up at the stars.

It’s super dark here. I know I’m probably somewhere north of the Arctic Circle too, or nearby, because there’s the strangest display of dancing lights that whisper across he horizon.

“Pretty,” a familiar voice says.

I give James a hefty side eye. “I’ll fucking stab you if I have to, creep.”

James slinks onto the porch and settles in. He leans back against the wall and puts a leg up like a cardboard cutout of a cowboy.

“You look ridiculous,” I say without looking over at him.

“Says the woman wrapped up like a damn penguin.”

“The fact that you think penguins have blankets leads me to believe you’re stupid,” I retort.

James sighs. He’s quiet for a minute. He’s genuinely unsettling. The way he can be completely dead silent and quiet at the same time makes me feel nervous. Plus, he just looks shifty.

Red flag if I’ve ever seen one.

“He has to marry,” James finally says.

“You know, I did figure that. When he told me he had to marry to run your stupid empire.”