Forever, Amore

33.

Leo's P.O.V

Monroe was nearly six months pregnant and let me tell you, those damn pregnancy hormones were driving me insane. But god did I love that woman. Kat was busy planning Roe's baby shower in the kitchen whilst, as always, Roe was munching down on some cupcakes.

I was in my office with Noah, Lorenzo and Carlos who flew out the other day for the baby shower. "Still nothing?" Carlos asked as he sat down on the couch in the corner. I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair. Truth is, ever since we found out Roe was pregnant, Thomas and James haven't made a single attack. Neither did Hans and the German mafia. And I was worried.

Really fucking worried.

"This can't be good, they wanted to kill her and now it's like they've fallen off the face of the earth!" I yelled as the other guys showed the same worried faces as I did. I made them all swear not to let Roe find out about all of this, she didn't need any stress right now. Carrying two beautiful humans was enough for her.

Noah sat on the seat opposite my desk. "Don't worry, we've heightened the security round here so no one will get in without us having time to prepare." Carlos stood and cane over to us. "And I've got my most trusted men in Italy working on it. If Thomas or James even sneeze, we'd know about it."

Having all their help made this slightly less stressful, but I was still worried the next three months won't go as smoothly. But I couldn't talk about that anymore when my office door swung open and Roe came running in, panic flooding her face.

Instantly, I leapt from my chair and ran to her as I held on her forearms. "What's wrong, amore?" Noah, Carlos and Lorenzo all stood behind me with their guns out and ready to fire as Roe started to cry. Now I was getting fucking worried!

"Roe, talk to me baby. What's wrong??"

She sniffled and hugged me. "There's no more strawberries left." Instantly the guys sighed, dropping their guns as Lorenzo chuckled lowly. "Fuck, tesoro, you got us all fucked up for some damn strawberries?"

Slowly, Monroe pulled away from my hug and looked over my shoulder at Lorenzo who was laughing. Only she wasn't laughing. Instead, she was glaring at him. "What the fuck did you just say?" She growled, making Lorenzo stop laughing.

I stepped to the side so Monroe could see him, visibly amused at this all. Enzo looked at me for hell but I just cocked an eyebrow as I crossed my arms, a smirk on my face. His eyes went back to Roe before gulping.

She walked over to him and grabbed him by the ear, making him wince in pain and she yanked it. "Don't ever disrespect me or the strawberries again or I'll cut off your Italian meat and turn it into a pie!!" She snarled at him, making Enzo hold his arms up in surrender.

Roe let him go and all the guys left the office, leaving me with my love. I couldn't help but laugh lowly as she came up to me and hugged me again. "That was sexy, amore." I spoke huskily to her as she thumped me. "Owww, the fuck was that for!?" I asked as she hit me again. "No sex talk or cussing near my babies, Valentino."

I rolled my eyes at her smiling, resting my hand on her stomach. "You two better hurry and grow in there. Your momma is killing me here.." I pleaded dramatically, making her laugh as she pecked my lips. "I know I'm sexy but control yourself boy." She smirked before strutting our the office.

Damn, I swear I love her more everyday.

After getting some work done, I headed out to the store and got some things for Roe. I know she's been struggling with this pregnancy. She's still throwing up, which the doctor said was more common than we thought. Not to mention she's growing two humans in there, giving her back pain. In general she's just got a lower self confidence despite how much she tries to force it round us all.

But I know my Roe. I know she's struggling.

Don't get me wrong, she's so excited to start this family. But I guess our situation is just different to others.

I came home at about 9pm with a large gift bag and a box with fifteen of her favourite cupcakes in it. Walking into our room, I couldn't see her. In fact, I hadn't seen her round the house anywhere. Looking in the last room, that's when I found her.

She was just stood in the twins' nursery, holding her stomach and talking. "This is your room. I mean I don't know whether you wanna share a room. You could be brother and sister and not want to share. But you've got to look out for each other, especially in this life. You two will need each other. You just look at your daddy and Uncle Noah. They're both useless without each other, let's be honest. But I promise that me and your daddy will do anything it takes to make sure you're safe and happy."

I took that as my cue to enter the white and grey nursery quietly. We decided not to find out the gender of the babies, we wanted to wait. I walked in and cleared my throat, making her turn around.

Her eyes filled with tears as she saw me, gifts in hand. "Sit, amore." I said as we walked over to an armchair in the corner. First, I handed her the box of cupcakes. "There's fifteen in there to represent the amount of weeks we have left until we meet our babies. I know it's not been easy for you these past six months, but I wanted you to know how proud and grateful I am. And I got you some other bits here."

She opened the gift bag and screamed at the first thing she saw. "Strawberries!" She yelled as she ate one, opening the other gifts. There were some chocolates, her favourite perfume, a silver necklace. As she pulled out the last box, I couldn't help but grin widely.

She opened the small velvet box and gasped, looking me in the eye.

"Is this...?"