Page 24 of United Loyalties


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Alessandro’s voice turns to stone. “Five weeks? How’s that fucking possible when the wedding was only three and a half weeks ago?” Alessandro shoots out of his chair as he stalks toward me.

“Alessandro,” Leonardo growls. “Sit the fuck down, or I’ll remove you from this room myself.”

I stare at this man that only moments ago was so concerned for our baby, yet now looks like he is ready to bolt for the door.

“I want an answer, Carmella, don’t fuck me around. Who’s fucking baby are you trying to pin on me? Hell, is it that dickhead’s outside the door? He sure seems protective of you.”

It takes me a moment to process his spiteful words. Is he that desperate to palm our baby off onto another man?

“It’s yours, you idiot,” Bea growls, baring her teeth. “They take a baby’s age from your last period. So even though they say five weeks, it’s actually more like three. So maybe you want to check up on your sex ed, before you dig yourself into an even bigger hole here, Alessandro.”

Alessandro shakes his head as he stands and walks away. Before he exits the room, he glances at me over his shoulder. Our eyes lock for what feels like ages, and he looks like he’s fighting some inner turmoil.

Then he leaves without another word.

Bea and Leo say their goodbyes as Bea shuts the door quietly behind her.

I rest my head back against my pillow and sob.

My life is a mess, and I have a feeling it’s about to get even messier.

Later that evening, when I’m sure everyone has left me alone for the night, I slip my hand into the pillow case and pull out my little black and white pictures.

I can’t believe you can fall in love before ever meeting someone, but I know I love this baby. I will take on the world for this baby, even if it means doing it alone.

My phone alerts me to a text.

Al:I’m so sorry for upsetting you today. I feel so out of control. I was wrong for what I said. Please forgive me angelo.

I mean, for a made man’s apology, that’s pretty substantial.

Me:I’m not lying Al, this is your baby I’m carrying. I don’t know why it happened. I’d say I’m pretty unlucky to get pregnant on my first time. Not sure why the pill didn’t work.

Well, it’s probably because I took it the morning after. I won’t mention that, though. It’s still pretty unlucky, but what’s done is done.

Al:I know it’s mine, angelo. Could have been the 2nd, 3rdor 4thtime ;).

I laugh at that, then wince because of this awful pain in my shoulder. Funny that he’s acknowledging that we had sex more than once that night.

Me:Yes, it could have been .

Al:I’m so pleased you’re both ok. When I pulled into that lot and held you limp in my arms. It gutted me.

I didn’t realize he was the one that found me.

Me:Thank you for coming for us.

Al:You’re carrying my future heir, but that aside, I will always come for you.

His words sting and soothe at the same time.

Fuck, he’s right. I’m possibly carrying the future underboss of Philadelphia inside me.

Me:What does this mean for me?

Al:I don’t know yet angelo, you need to rest and look after you and our baby. We will sort something out.

Me:I’m scared. What if papa or Nic force me to get rid of our baby?

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