Page 103 of The Mafia And His Angel: Part 2 (Tainted Hearts 2)

This couldn’t be happening. Not my Angel.

My eyes stayed fixated on her body—her stomach.

“No,” I whimpered, shaking my head wildly.

My eyes went to her face again. She was still unconscious.

My Angel. My beautiful Angel.

My eyes moved to her stomach again. Her round, rigid protruding stomach.

This time I let out an enraged roar that echoed through the stone walls.

END OF BOOK 2

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