Pregnant by the Mob Boss {18+}

25

ROSE

(Two months later.)

I was standing and leaning against the large window that was overlooking the entire city, as today a fog had befallen the city.

I crossed my arms, watching the fog slowly consume the city buildings as I couldn't see the streets below, it felt like the clouds had fallen from the sky.

It was a rainy autumn day in Copenhagen, Denmark.

The rain had poured from the skies, but now the fog had taken over the entire city, and I loved watching the fog, it comforted me in a strange way.  

I suddenly felt a flutter inside my belly, a kick from one of the twins, and I placed one hand over that place, a smile appearing on my face.

The only time a smile appeared on my face was when one of the twins kicked, even if they were rough kicks, I didn't care, I would love them regardless.

I wasn't four months along anymore, I was six months pregnant, and my stomach was huge, stretching tightly around the gray oversized hoodie I had on, as I was wearing a pair of maternity pants.

I gazed out the window of the apartment Perry owned in Copenhagen, in the middle of the old town, that was a secret location that nobody could track us down.

He had proved me right, when nobody had found us for two months, even if somebody did suspect something, we were under false identities.

I had been lost in my thoughts, and had muffled out the sound of the TV in the background, but once I heard my name out loud because a news channel was talking about me, it had caught my interest.

A news reporter spoke about my supposed death on the TV hanging on the wall of the living room.

They called me the dead ex-wife of Damian Knight, and the dead daughter of Marco Spencer.

"Exactly two months ago, Rose Knight, the wife of Damian Knight and the daughter of the millionaire Marco Spencer, passed away while saving a child from drowning. She will always be remembered as a hero, a kindhearted young woman, who would die for a strangers child, may she rest in peace."

I was dead according to the world because Marco had announced my tragic death, even used my supposed death to gain more pity points and more recognition.

According to my father, the cause of my death wasn't a plane explosion, the cause of my death was saving a child from drowning.

I had drowned saving a child, and that's why my corpse was never found.

My corpse was somewhere deep in the ocean with the sharks and the dolphins. 

Marco used this opportunity to hold a large funeral ceremony, inviting powerful people all over the world to my funeral even if they hadn't found my body, how could they when I was alive?

At one point I wanted to show up at my own funeral, and giving Marco the biggest fuck you because that man had to watch himself from now on.

I wouldn't just forgive and forget.

I wanted him destroyed and dead. 

The last moments of his death being the most agonizing thing in the world.

That was what Marco Spencer was getting because of the people gathered in the living room, sitting on the couch around a coffee table, along with my group of friends.

"We are going to do this." I heard Eli say.

"Of course we are." Perry agreed.

Both of them were angry and furious, but there was one person who was extremely angry because of Marco Spencer.