The Don's Legal Eagle's Baby: An Enemies to Lovers Mafia Romance

32. Emilio

”What I wanted to say is... I”m pregnant.”

My world seemed to screech to a halt. Time stood still as Griselda”s words echoed in my mind. Pregnant. It felt like I had lifted off in a hot-air balloon, seeing things from afar, and as I tried to wrap my head around the magnitude of what she had just revealed, I slowly came back down.

”You”re... what?” I managed to stammer out, my voice a mixture of shock and disbelief. The words felt unreal, like a dream.

”I”m pregnant,” she repeated, her eyes reflecting a blend of shy nervousness and hope.

My thoughts were still too high in the clouds to grasp this sudden reality. How did she even find out?

I stammered, asking her, ”How did you find out that you”re pregnant?”

“That’s what you want to know? Well…” She took a deep breath and spoke slowly, choosing her words with care.

”It happened when you were making plans to deal with the Mancini family. Andrea had come over to give you something, but you weren”t around. During that period, I had been feeling unwell, and when Andrea saw me, he insisted on getting me a checkup at his hospital.”

I was stunned by this revelation, my mind processing the timeline.

That was three months ago!

And Andrea had known?!

”And you didn”t tell me?” I asked, struggling to understand.

She continued, ”I didn”t want to worry you at the time. A couple of days later, I received the results of the tests, confirming that I was pregnant but with your father’s passing and you being busy and preoccupied, I didn”t want to add any more stress to your plate.”

Guilt gnawed at me. She had kept this a secret, thinking she was protecting me. I wished she had shared this with me sooner, but I understood her intentions.

”Why didn”t you tell me later on?” I inquired.

”I was freaking out,” she admitted. ”I thought you might freak out too about having a kid with me, and I didn”t want to stress you out.”

She took a deep breath, determination in her eyes.

”But now, I have to be real with you. I want to keep this baby, and regardless of your reaction, I had to spill the beans.”

As I finally wrapped my head around the news, a rush of feelings hit me. The fear for her safety started to fade, making way for the realization that I was going to be a dad. It sunk in deep, and I understood that our lives were about to do a complete 180.

A whole bunch of new thoughts and emotions started growing in me. A child was on the way, a tiny human that would be part of us. Maybe the timing wasn”t what we had in mind, but it was a blessing.

I was going to be a dad.

The news pushed aside the weight of what I had heard at the will reading.

The thought of having a child had been a longstanding dream, one that grew with the passing years. At the age of 37, I felt a pressing need for a genuine family to redirect my focus from the relentless battles I faced daily.

This news was a breath of fresh air, a ray of hope piercing through the dark clouds that hovered over my world as the Don.

However, as Griselda hesitated and her voice quivered, a sudden wave of fear washed over me. Did she doubt my desire for this child? The mere thought was unfathomable. In that instant, a surge of love and determination propelled me. I had to show her how much this meant to me.

Without a second thought, I pulled her close, our lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss. It was a spontaneous, heartfelt reaction to the overwhelming rush of emotions. Her initial surprise gave way to reciprocation, and for that fleeting moment, it felt like time stopped.

Breaking away, I looked into her eyes, my own reflecting a mix of happiness, love, and resolute determination.

”Of course, I want this child,” I assured her, my voice gentle yet firm. ”More than anything.”

I leaned in and kissed her again. Without a second thought, I scooped her up, her laughter ringing in my ears, and carried her to my bedroom.

She clung to me, her eyes alight with a mix of joy and surprise, mirroring my own emotions. As I gently placed her on the bed, I knew that this was the beginning of something incredible.

She leaned up to me, savoring my mouth. I let out a pleased hum, and my hand wandered across her body, tracing her back and her sides. She shivered a bit at my touch, and I looked at her with a bemused smile.

I grinned and dragged my hand up her sides, under her top, and brushed my thumb along the underside of her breasts. She gasped a little, and I swiftly unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her torso, as she gave another slight shiver in the cool night air.

I rubbed my thumb over her nipples, making little circles around them and stimulating them. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she bit her lip. I played with the sensitive buds as I pulled her down and started to suck on them, causing her to yelp in surprise.

My tongue circled the nipple and flicked it a few times, earning a soft whimper from her, before sucking for a few moments and releasing it with a soft -pop.

She sighed and looked away, probably embarrassed at how easily aroused she was from just a bit of nipple play, but I enjoyed it.

”S-stop teasing me…” She whined, but she couldn’t help the small smile that graced her lips.

I gently shifted her so that she was lying beside me with her back to my chest, one arm around her, the other caressing her face, and then traveling down to squeeze one breast.

Was I imagining it, or did it feel slightly larger? Then my hand traveled to her belly and lingered at the waistband of the shorts she was wearing, silently asking for permission.

She nodded, and my hand slid under them, touching her lightly over her underwear. She moaned a little at this sensation, and I slipped my hand into her underwear, gliding my fingertips over her wet, warm folds.

This brought out a low moan from her.

Parting her legs, I rubbed circles around her clit and dipped a finger into her hole, wetting it and using her slick to lubricate her clit. As I stimulated her, I slipped another finger in, pumping them deeply and causing her to whimper and gasp in pleasure.

I crooked them, and she let out a breathy moan, to which I just laughed softly and continued my work. Soon, her legs started to quiver.

”Oh- oh, fuck-” she managed to exclaim, practically whining the words, her hips buckling involuntarily.

She moved her body, rolling away from me, and pushed herself up on her hands and knees, straddling my body.

She leaned down to kiss me again, eventually breaking away to place a light kiss across my jawline and down my neck, stopping at my collarbone, where she grazed me with my teeth.

I hummed softly, and she straightened up, pushing her pelvis back to sit on my own. She shifted backward to place kisses down my torso, tracing the line of my body with her nails. I shifted so she could go even lower, and she unbuttoned my trousers for me, pulling them down past my hips.

“It seems you also can’t hide your excitement,” she teased as she dragged a finger along the hardening length of my trousers.

“Can you blame me when I have a beautiful lady on top of me?” I grinned and tugged the rest of my trousers off, leaving myself only in my underwear.

She resumed her careful inspection, tracing lines along the contours of my body, taking note of every scar. Her eyes turned somber as she ran her fingers over my scars, and I placed my hand on hers.

There was no need for her to feel bad. It was all in the past, and the man responsible for them was dead.

She met my gaze with a half-smile and began to palm my bulge over my shorts, eliciting a strained groan from me. She hooked one finger under the waistband. I winked at her, and she tugged it down, freeing my cock.

Though it wasn’t the first time she had seen it, I enjoyed seeing her expression each time she saw my cock. She ran her hand up the shaft and smoothed her thumb over the head, eliciting a soft grunt from me, and she flicked her eyes back up to mine.

She licked her lip slightly before stating, ”I want to suck you off.”

I chuckled nonchalantly, but I was turned on by how straightforward she was. ”Darling, you can do anything you want to me. I won”t complain.”

She shifted her body further down the bed, her head lowering to meet my cock. She started at the base and dragged her tongue up along the length of my cock before swiping it over the head.

I held back a moan as she did this. She took my cock in her mouth and slowly began to bob her head before releasing my dick with a wet pop. Pumping it slowly by hand, she slid her other hand up to my chest.

She was about to take more of my dick in her mouth before I placed a hand on her shoulder. She paused and looked up at me.

”I want to fuck you right now,” I stated.

Though it came out as a demand, I was still asking for permission. Since she was pregnant, I wasn’t sure if it would be uncomfortable for her.

She answered by rolling over to sit, leaning back on her hands and opening her legs, making space for me. I smirked and stripped off the remaining clothes before flopping back onto the bed.

She welcomed me by kissing me deeply. I caught her lower lip between my teeth in a gentle but firm hold, then released it after a moment. She whimpered softly, and her hands came up to roam my body.

I shifted our position so that she was lying on her back, and I was taking up the space above her with one knee between her legs and one hand holding hers beside her head.

My other hand traveled down to one of her nipples, and she moaned, breaking the kiss. I placed an open-mouthed kiss under her jaw, on the side of her neck, to the place where her shoulder and collarbone meet, where I bit her firmly, not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a mark, before kissing her there too.

She lifted one of her legs and hooked it over my shoulder. I kissed her inner thigh, and she made a somewhat strangled sound, and I grinned before giving her another bite.

I teased her, placing kisses on both thighs, getting closer and closer but never quite touching where she wanted my mouth to be. She ached with anticipation, and I knew it.

”I…please...” she whimpered, squirming a bit.

”Please, what?” I asked, caressing her thigh. I leaned my head further down, my lip ghosting just above her pussy. ”Oh, you mean... here?” I said, purposefully letting her feel my warm breath.

She nodded, and I finally obliged, dragging my tongue up the length of her vulva. I explored her with my tongue, taking my time, savoring the fact that I could make her squirm and pant and moan with just a few deliberate motions.

To change things up, I decided to focus on her clit, swiping my tongue around it in slow circles before directly touching it with the tip of my tongue. She moaned and arched her back off the mattress.

I let myself be immersed in the sensation as her thighs began to shake involuntarily, and I could feel her muscles contracting, but I stopped before she could reach her climax, causing her to release a noise of frustration.

I licked my lips, clearly pleased with my work, and gently lowered her legs back to the bed so that she could relax them for a bit. I pressed a kiss to her forehead and brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face, pink and a little dewy.

She smiled up at me with half-lidded eyes and pulled me in for a kiss, not caring that she could taste herself in my mouth.

”Hurry up and fuck me,” She demanded, meeting my eyes.

It was the hottest thing I had heard in a long while.

She took hold of my cock and pumped it with her hands while I slid a finger inside her, making sure she was lubricated and relaxed, then added a second finger and scissored them for a while. I removed my finger and positioned myself, aligning the blunt head of my cock with her entrance, and she nodded.

She exhaled, and I pushed into her slowly, holding her hips. She closed her eyes as she felt me stretching her. It was a good stretch, making her feel full. Once I was fully seated, she hooked her legs around my back, and I began to thrust. I started slow and deep, relishing the feeling of her slick wall around my cock as I let out a low moan.

Her breath hitched as I thrust into her a bit harder, hitting a deliciously deep spot. I tossed my head a bit to keep my hair out of my face and have my vision of her flushed face unhindered.

“You like the way I’m fucking you?” My words came out in a breathy whisper in her ears.

”Mm…yes!” she managed to say between short, gasping moans. I was hitting her G-spot with my cock, and it was driving her crazy. I grinned and leaned down to press our bodies together, and she brought her hand up to claw at my back.

I continued to pump at an even faster pace, my moans turning into growls. I gasped in pleasant surprise when she dug her nails into my skin, and my desperate movements became shallow and sloppy.

”Fuck, I”m going to cum soon…” I choked out, still holding her close.

She managed to turn her head slightly and kissed my shoulder before deciding to bite me. Hard. She did so, and I felt her pussy clench around my cock as she came.

Due to her walls convulsing around me, my pleasure heightened, and I came. My hips buckled shallowly a few more times before coming to a stop as I emptied myself into her.

I panted above her and slowly withdrew. Some of my cum spilled out of her, and she tilted her head back and breathed deeply, sighing with satisfaction.

Sliding off her body and lying beside her, I instinctively pulled Griselda close, our limbs entwined in the peaceful aftermath of our intimacy. I spooned her, our bodies fitting perfectly into each other as if we were meant to be this way.

In the soft glow of the room, wrapped in each other”s arms, a rush of emotions flooded through me. It had been a long time coming, the confession of how I truly felt about Griselda. Being part of the mafia had kept me holding back, but now, with the news of our child on the way, I couldn”t hold it in any longer.

Why wait?

We were going to be parents together.

Griselda had always captivated me. Her fierce independence and unwavering determination were things I deeply admired. Her laughter was infectious, brightening even the gloomiest days.

Our conversations were something I looked forward to. She had been my pillar of support, and being with her brought a sense of peace and contentment I had never known before.

Holding her close, I found myself overwhelmed by my feelings for her. It wasn”t a perfect scenario, but I loved her deeply and completely. For Griselda and our child, I was ready to face whatever challenges came my way.