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“Kira?” I answered.
She laughed. “Yes, it is me. Are you okay? You sound like you just ran a marathon?”
Was she kidding me? “You called me after disappearing for five months. I am sorry that I got excited.”
She didn’t laugh this time. Instead, there was a silence at the other end. For a second, I even thought she hung up but then heard her voice, “I am sorry about that. I needed to get away. It helped me a lot.”
Even though I missed her and seeing my brother sad was horrible, I couldn’t help but smile. Kira deserved the world, and I was happy she got better. I was happy this helped her. “I am happy for you.” I paused for a second. “Still miss you, though.”
“Well,” she said and laughed a little nervous. “This might be your lucky day.”
Chapter 21
Gabriele
I was too damn tired as I stepped inside my apartment. I was always so damn tired now. The Bratva was not a problem for a while. Aleksei was still fighting with his father-in-law for power. It was so easy to attack them. I had to deal with a few MCs around New York, but it was not something to bother me also. I was powerful. Too damn powerful.
And turns out this much power was also tiring.
Priscilla usually said that I was overworking myself, but I didn’t care. I liked work. I liked being tired. It kept my mind busy.
Every time I remembered Kira, I worked. I tired myself so much so that I wouldn’t have to think about my woman and my kid she was carrying. It still tore my heart.
However, I knew this was the best. Whatever Kira wanted was the best. I could not choose for her.
Just when I was about to make my way upstairs and go to sleep, I heard a voice from the living room. I froze in space. Just a small voice. A footstep. I could be hearing wrong, but still, it was enough for me to take my gun out.
Priscilla was not going to come, and she would have come out when she heard me coming. Still, I hoped it was her. I really didn’t need someone attacking my home. It was protected well. It was my safe space.
I took small quiet steps towards my living room. My gun in hand, ready to shoot.
When I reached the door, the sight made me froze. Her back was to me, looking towards the New York. Her hair was shorter than before, and her form seemed a little wider, but I would know her anywhere.
She was here in my apartment.
I put the gun down and whispered, “Kira?” A part of me was scared that she was not real, and I had just gone mad.
But then she looked over her shoulder and smiled. A real happy smile. She was real. My mind was not capable of creating something this beautiful.
I was so mesmerized by the sight I couldn’t find words. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. All I could do was get close to her.
She turned fully towards me; her smile didn’t falter. And when she was facing me, my eyes went down her body. She was wearing a long, green sundress, and it was doing nothing to hide her belly. It was big and proud. My kid inside her.
My breath hitched at the sight. She was around eight months along. There wasn’t a day I didn’t think about it, so I knew. I worried every day if she was well and if our baby was well. From the sight of it, both were, and it made me fucking happy.
Still, I couldn’t form any words.
Kira nibbled her bottom lip nervously and said, “Hi,” with her sweet voice.
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “This is your opening line?”
She laughed back. “I am nervous,” she admitted. “I tried to plan what I was going to say through the whole flight but couldn’t find anything. I am sorry.” Her hand went to her belly like she was trying to get power from the baby inside her. “I am really sorry.”
“For what?”
Kira shook her head. “For leaving, of course.”
I was never mad at her for leaving. I was only sad. But I understood why she did it. There was something else I didn’t understand. “Why are you back, darling?”
