“I’m fucking Nolan Magee, motherfucker! I’m your worse fucking nightmare because I’m going to make your fucking life miserable. First, I’m going to fuck this whore in front of you, sell her to my South American client, and then I’m skinning you alive,” Magee grins and glances at Mia.
That’s his fucking mistake.
Huge mistake.
I shot the svoloch’ between the eyes, and the fucker falls right on his face breaking his nose.
Anatoly runs into the room and looks at the fucker and Mia.
“Mia, are you okay,” I yell, running to her. I cut off the plastic ties pulling her into my arms, holding her close.
“Oh my god! You came for me,” Mia cries, holding me tight.
“Baby girl, I’m always going to come for you. You’re mine, my everything,” I say, kissing her.
I pull away; her eye is starting to swell, and I inspect her face. The fucking bastard. I run my hands over her body, checking her out.
“The bastard didn’t hurt you?”
“He didn’t touch me, but his thugs did hit me,” Mia sniffles, wiping her tears.
“Brat, we need to get out of here. The Soldiers killed the fuckers that were hiding at the back of the building. We need to light up the night,” Anatoly says.
“Da.”
I pull Mia into my arms, and we walk out of the warehouse. We don’t bother waiting to see it go up in flames.
Anatoly drives us back home to our apartment. I take Mia to my room and into the bathroom. I turn on the shower, take off her clothes, and then mine. We walk into the shower, and I bathe her, looking into her eyes.
“Baby girl, I love you.”
Mia blinks, her eyes tear up, and she smiles.
“I love you.”
“I’m going to talk to Conti, and I don’t give a fuck if he approves; we’re going to get married,” I say, wrapping my arms around her.
“Are you serious? Don Elio will get pissed off,” Mia says, wide-eyed.
“Da, he will, but he has no choice but to accept it,” I say, kissing her softly.
“Ah. . . are you sure you want to marry me?”
I gaze into her eyes, feeling her soul, and nod.
“Yes, Baby girl, you’re all mine,” I say in a low voice.
“Czar. I’m pregnant,” Mia whispers, looking at me.
My fucking heart stops, and I swear that today feels like I might die from a fucking heart attack.
Fuck me!
Mia is pregnant.
With my child.
Hell yes!
