Taken By The Mafia Lord

How was she going to keep in shape from now on? Adele realized that it was the first drawback of pregnancy. Her insecurities kicked in and she began to wonder if she could do this. Wasn’t it better to stress her body and have a miscarriage and get this over with?

Or even consider the abortion Marcel once talked about, why make this hard upon herself? Benjamin and the others wouldn’t even know once she had the child removed. It would be as if it never happened unless her mother goes blabbering her mouth.

It would be the easy way out, but then, Adele knew she couldn’t do it. Her mother birthed her, why choose the cowardly way and get rid of a child she was blessed with? Adele knew that she couldn’t deny her baby her right to life.

Aside from that, Adele knew deep down that she wanted something that belongs to Elijah to hold onto. To remind her of the time they spent together knowing the both of them could never be again. So yeah, maybe she was a tiny bit selfish.

Adele was still lost in her thoughts when her phone rang, rousing her to reality. She stared down at her screen only to discover that the number was unknown and hesitated to answer it.

She was not exactly a fan of answering unfamiliar calls until the second ring, only then would Adele know that whoever was on the line was serious about speaking with her.

But for some reason, she felt compelled to answer this particular call. Or perhaps, she was simply bored and needed a mystery to solve. She answered the call at the last minute,

“Hello?” She said, pressing the phone to her ear, expecting that whoever was on the other end of the call would state his purpose.

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However, when the person on the line didn’t say a word, her brows drew together in a furrow. Adele knew whoever that was could hear her clearly because she could pick up background noises.

Adele wasn’t in a hurry to end the call because she had on more than one occasion had whistle-blowers inform her of an incoming attack from other rivals aimed at crippling their resources or even an arrest from the police having secured evidence against them. In that case, they would react quickly and intercept whatever evidence they procured against them or alert the chief of police and the corrupt officers eating out of their palms to stop them.

It was her responsibility as the underboss to have Don’s back when he was busy or distracted with other matters. So she always settled it quietly and then informed Marcel about it. But then most whistleblowers were often quiet and cautious as they wondered if they could trust her or not. Hence, Adele did not rush whoever was on the line and asked gently yet firmly,

“Who is this?”

And still, yet, there was no answer.

At this point, Adele lost her patience and was about to curse out at whoever that was for wasting her time only to pick up his heavy breathing and freeze. She could recognize that breathing pattern anyway, anytime even with her eyes closed. She connected the dots in her head and everything made sense. He wasn’t confident to speak to her; he was hiding.

“Elijah,”

His name left her lips in a whisper, almost a caress as she couldn’t believe that it was him. Adele never expected that he would call her so her emotions took the better of her. Instead of the anger that should be directed at him for what he did to her, she was instead filled with a desperation to speak to him. To hear his voice once more and assure herself that he was well because her poor heart was stirred.

However, he dashed that hope when he ended the call and she hurriedly called him back, but he wouldn’t answer. With tears slipping down her cheeks, Adele called him up to four times but he wouldn’t answer. It wasn’t until the fifth ring that Adele caught herself and wondered what she was doing?!

She promised herself never to cry and sulk over that guy, so what was she doing? He was the one that hurt her, he should be the one begging on his knees and apologizing for what he did to her! She was the fool who fell for him and got hurt in the process. Moreover, she made up her mind never to let Elijah into her life, so this can’t do.

Adele hardened her heart once and bottled whatever positive feelings she had for Elijah, replacing them with her anger and hate. This wasn’t the time to be a girl with raging hormones but a mother desperate to secure her child’s future. So she cleared her eyes and took a deep breath.

It was alright. She was going to be okay. Nothing is impossible. She can’t do this. Those were her mental chants as she took deep, steady breaths until she was composed emotionally. There was nothing that she couldn’t achieve once she put her heart into it.

Not long after, her mother returned with the soup she prepared and placed it in front of her. Honestly, Adele has not been eating properly lately, however, the smell of the soup stirred her appetite and she found herself devouring it in no time.

It has been a while since she had a well home-cooked meal like this one and Angelica seems to have a talent for cooking. Had she gotten Benjamin’s heart through his stomach? Why was the thought sarcastically funny?

“So how late are you?” Her mother asked her in the middle of the meal.

“What?” Adele didn’t understand her question.

“How long have you been pregnant, Adele?” she asked

“I don’t exactly know. I just found out through the pregnancy kit test that I was pregnant, that’s all. Although I’ll say a month or more?” Adele answered nonchalantly while digging into the chicken and didn’t get to see the way her mother’s jaw dropped to the ground.

“You mean to tell me that you haven’t even gone for a scan?” She was shocked.

Adele shook her head, still eating.

Angelica shook her head in disbelief, her daughter was clueless. At least now, she knew where to begin.