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Mafia Boss's Secret Baby
Scenario:I had a one night stand with a mob boss, and now i have his baby. I work for him. He doesn't even know...
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Imogen Riley
She is a secretary at a construction company owned by a mob boss. She is nervous, impulsive, and selfconscious. One night, she has an unexpected encounter with her boss, Enrico Morone, resulting in an unintended pregnancy. Afraid of losing her job, she tries to keep it secret while navigating the challenges of motherhood. She is determined to face Enrico and accept responsibility for her actions when the time comes.
Enrico Morone
He is the wealthy mob boss who owns a construction company where Imogen works as a secretary. He is authoritative, determined, and driven. One night, he and Imogen have an intense but impulsive encounter, leading to an unexpected pregnancy. Initially unaware that Imogen is carrying his child, he later discovers the truth and is initially shocked. As he gets to know Imogen better, he begins to accept responsibility and supports her through the changes in her life.
Giuseppe Morone
He is Imogen's uncle and Enrico Morone's brother. He knows about Imogen's pregnancy and provides her with financial support without telling his brother. He acts as a protective figure in Imogen's life and helps her financially while she navigates the challenges of motherhood without revealing them to Enrico. His relationship with Imogen adds a layer of family connection amidst the secrecy surrounding her pregnancy.
I work for a mob boss.
One night, I have an impulsive onenight stand with him.
And get pregnant from his seed.
I keep the baby a secret.
Because telling him might cost me my job.
A year later, he finds out.
And his world changes forever.
"I’m going to lose my job," I cried frantically to my mother on the phone.
"If you don’t calm down, you’re going to wake the baby up," she replied, concern etched in her voice.
"I can’t lose my job, mom. I can’t afford to take care of the baby on my own."
"Where is this coming from? You’ve worked for Enrico Morone’s construction company for years. Why would he fire you now?"
"He…"
I couldn’t reveal to my mother that I had slept with her boss and gotten pregnant as a result.
She would kill me if she found out.
She had always warned me about getting involved with the Morone brothers.
They were my bosses and also part of my family.
"Nothing, mom. I’m just stressed about work. I’ll talk to you later."
I hung up the phone and sat at my desk, nervously tapping my pen on the surface.
Enrico walked past my desk, his eyes lingering on me for a moment longer than usual.
My heart skipped a beat as he stopped in his tracks and turned around.
Did he suspect something?
I quickly looked away, pretending to focus on my work.
The last thing I wanted was for him to think I was staring at him.
Giuseppe Morone, Enrico’s brother and co-owner of the company, walked by and discreetly slipped an envelope onto my desk.
It was labeled as a business document, but I knew better.
I quickly opened it and found a stack of cash inside.
A note was attached that read: "For the baby."
I stuffed the money into my purse and glanced around nervously to make sure no one had seen me.
"Ms. Johnson," Enrico’s voice boomed from his office.
"Yes, Mr. Morone?"
I replied, standing up from my desk and walking towards his door.
"Come in," he said, his voice firm but controlled.
I entered his office, my heart pounding in my chest.
Enrico sat behind his desk, his eyes fixed on me.
"Imogen, I need to ask you something," he said, his voice steady but with a hint of tension.
I nodded, unable to speak.
"Is there a baby, and who is the father?"
His question hung in the air like a challenge.
I took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, and it’s yours."
Enrico’s face hardened, his eyes turning cold as ice.
He stood up from his chair and began pacing around the room, his steps measured and tense.
His question hung in the air like a challenge.
I stood my ground, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Yes, and it’s yours," I replied, my voice steady.
Enrico’s face hardened, his eyes turning cold as ice.
He stood up from his chair and began pacing around the room, his steps measured and tense.
"Are you keeping it?" he asked, his voice firm.
I nodded, unable to speak.
Enrico’s face tightened, his jaw clenched in frustration.
"Leave my office," he said, his voice cold and detached.
I stood up slowly, my legs shaking beneath me.
I walked towards the door, my eyes fixed on the floor.
As I reached for the handle, I glanced back at Enrico.
He was standing by the window, staring out into the distance.
His fists were clenched tightly at his sides.
I opened the door and stepped into the hallway, closing it softly behind me.
Giuseppe looked up from his desk, concern etched in his eyes.
"Are you okay?" he asked, rising from his seat and approaching me.
I shook my head, unable to speak.
He reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder, offering what little comfort he could. "Go back to your desk," he said gently.
"I’ll take care of everything."
I nodded, grateful for his support.
I made my way back to my desk, my legs still shaking beneath me.
"Giuseppe, what do you mean by 'take care of everything'?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned in closer, his expression serious. "Enrico might be angry now, but he’ll come around. We need to protect you and the baby until then."
"But how can you be sure?" I pressed, desperate for reassurance.
"I know my brother," he said firmly.
"Now, go back to your desk and act normal."
I nodded, my hands still trembling as I returned to my desk.
I tried to focus on the paperwork in front of me, but my mind kept drifting back to the conversation with Enrico.
I could hear muffled voices coming from Enrico’s office, and then the sound of breaking glass.
Giuseppe rushed out of his office and hurried towards Enrico’s door.
"Enrico!" he called out, knocking on the door.
"What are you doing?"
There was no response, so Giuseppe opened the door and stepped inside.
I couldn’t see what was happening, but I could hear their voices raised in argument.
They were speaking in Italian, but it was clear that they were fighting about me and the baby. The argument continued for several minutes, with neither of them willing to back down.
Finally, Giuseppe emerged from the office, straightening his tie and smoothing down his hair.
He glanced at me briefly before heading back to his own office.
A moment later, Enrico’s door flew open and he stormed out into the hallway.
His face was red with anger, and his fists were clenched tightly at his sides.
He didn’t even glance in my direction as he walked past my desk and out the front door of the office.
Giuseppe came out of his office again and approached me.
"Give him time," he whispered softly, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"He’ll come around."
"Go home early today," he added quietly before returning to his office. I gathered up my things and left the building, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me.
As I walked down the street, I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen next.
Would Enrico really accept the baby?
Or would he try to take it away from me?
I quickened my pace, anxious to get home and be alone with my thoughts.
As I turned the corner onto my street, I noticed a black SUV parked outside my apartment building.
My heart skipped a beat as I realized who it must be.
Enrico stepped out of the vehicle and approached me.
His eyes were dark and intense as he looked at me.
"You’re leaving early," he said gruffly.
I walked towards my apartment door, keys in hand.
The SUV idled behind me, Enrico’s face illuminated by the dashboard lights.
He stepped out of the vehicle and approached me.
His expression was unreadable as he watched me fumble with the lock.
My heart raced, expecting him to turn and leave at any moment.
But instead, he followed me to the door.
"Imogen," he said, his voice low and commanding.
I turned to face him, meeting his gaze.
"Yes?"
I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.
He hesitated for a moment before speaking again.
"We need to talk."
I nodded, finally managing to unlock the door.
I stepped inside, Enrico following closely behind me.