All Chapters of The Mafia Heir’s Secret Baby: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

(Sofia) Rain hit my skin like tiny needles as I ran down the crowded street, my soaked sneakers slamming against the pavement hard enough to hurt but I hardly noticed. My hands trembled around my phone while my father's voicemail played for what had to be the tenth time. "The number you are trying to reach is unavailable—" "Damn it," I whispered to myself. I stopped under the weak shelter of a flickering store sign, my chest heaving as I stared at the screen. There were three missed calls from unknown numbers and two messages from our landlord threatening eviction. And one final text from my father which he sent an hour ago. I'm sorry Sofia. That was it. No explanation, no location….nothing. Fear enveloped me as nothing could have prepared me for this. My father had gambling problems. I had known that for years. But this? Disappearing completely? Leaving me alone with debts I didn't understand? Something felt very wrong and I could feel it up my spine. A motorcycle sped

(Sofia) I woke up to Sunlight. That was mistake number one. Luca's apartment didn't have curtains. The whole wall was glass, and the morning light hit me straight in the face like it was trying to expose everything I had done last night. I sat up fast with the sheet falling away, and immediately wished I hadn't. My head pounded. My body felt heavy in a way that had nothing to do with sleep. The bed was cold on his side as it was empty. I swung my legs over the edge and found my clothes folded neatly on the chair. Even my underwear. Like this was a hotel and I was a guest checking out at 9 AM. There was no sign of Luca and no note either. All I could spot was a glass of water and two painkillers on the nightstand. I dressed up fast, not looking at myself in the mirror. I didn't want to see the version of me that had reached for his shirt like I had any right to. I had to get out of here, I felt like a hooker. When I opened the bedroom door, two men in black suits were w

(Sofia)The next morning, I woke up to the sound of someone knocking repeatedly on my bedroom door.At first, I ignored it.My body felt heavy, and my eyes refused to open. For a few blissful seconds, I forgot everything that had happened yesterday. I forgot about the hospital. I forgot about the ultrasound. I forgot about the tiny heartbeat that had changed my entire life.Then reality crashed into me.I was pregnant.My stomach immediately rolled.“Oh God,” I muttered before throwing the blanket aside and rushing toward the bathroom.I barely made it.A few minutes later, I was kneeling on the cold tile floor with tears in my eyes and my hair sticking to my face.“This is getting ridiculous,” I whispered.The bathroom door opened slightly.“You alive in there?” Maya asked.“Barely,” I replied weakly.She stepped inside holding a bottle of water.“You’re supposed to be glowing,” she said as she leaned against the sink.I glared at her.“If anybody tells me pregnancy is beautiful agai

(Sofia) I stood frozen behind the counter long after the man left the diner, long after the bell above the door stopped ringing and the normal noise of customers slowly returned like nothing unusual had happened at all, yet my mind refused to settle back into anything resembling normal because the way he had looked at me, the way he had said my name like he already knew it, kept replaying itself over and over again in my head like a warning I didn’t understand. “Sofia?” Maya called from the coffee machine, snapping me slightly out of it. “I’m fine,” I said quickly, even though my hands were still shaking faintly as I gripped the edge of the counter like it was the only thing keeping me steady, and I forced myself to breathe normally even though my chest still felt tight. “You don’t look fine,” she replied, narrowing her eyes at me as she walked closer, her voice dropping slightly as if she already knew I was about to lie again. “I just… I don’t know,” I said, exhaling slowly,

(Sofia)The next morning started badly.Unfortunately, it only got worse from there.I had barely slept after everything that happened at the diner the previous day, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw the photograph of my mother staring back at me. I kept hearing the stranger’s voice. I kept remembering the way he had looked at me when he realized I recognized her.Most of all, I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that he knew my name.Not Sofia Rossi.My real name.The name I had spent months trying not to use.The name attached to a life I had left behind.“You look exhausted,” Maya said as she entered the kitchen.I glanced up from my coffee.“Good morning to you too,” I replied.Maya chuckled as she opened the refrigerator.“I’m serious.” She said.“I know.” I replied tiredly.She turned toward me and frowned.“No, seriously, Sofia. You look terrible.” She stated seriously.“Thanks.” I said either way.“You’re welcome.” She replied in a taunting voice.Despite myself, I lau