Belle

I was ready to rip my hair out. Marcello was currently yelling at me.

I leaned against the counter as I stared at him. His face was slowly turning red as he spat things in Italian.

My mother had just been indicted for laundering money. I almost had to chuckle at the turn of events. They had investigated her ties to the mafia and found a multitude of things.

And I had told him I wanted to visit her while she waited for trial.

And now my fiancé was shouting in Italian. I growled in frustration before grabbing the closest thing.

"Stop yelling in foreign!" I screamed to match his volume and threw the box of pasta at him.

He ducked and glowered at me. "How am I supposed to fully appreciate your lecture when it's in a language I can't understand?" I asked exasperatedly.

His glare never wavered as he came closer, strong arms caging me against the granite counter.

I nibbled on my lip as I shifted from foot to foot.

"You're too worried. What's the worst thing that could happen?" I peaked up at him through my lashes.

Marcello groaned lowly before cupping my chin. "I can't stay mad when you look at me like that. Stop that," he growled.

I bit back a smile but failed. I pushed myself flush against his body.

"Why can't I go see my mother?"

"Because she's a shit person. You don't need to be concerned about her."

"I think that that's my decision to make."

His head ducked down to nudge my under my chin. My breath hitched as he kissed me gently.

"I just want to protect you."

I smiled gently as I rubbed his back. "If you come with me I'll be safe."

I hummed and leaned against his body. While resting I rubbed over my bloated stomach, serves me right for eating so much the past few days. I huffed quietly and decided I didn't care much, I was still going to eat.

Marcello leaned back and brushed my hair back on both sides, before cupping my cheeks.

"You look tired baby," he whispered.

I pouted my bottom lip and he kissed it. "Keep stressing yourself out and you'll have no energy," he continued to lecture.

"You know what I have energy for?" I bit my bottom lip while pushing myself onto my toes.

He growled lowly and kissed down my neck greedily. "I have a meeting in five- after," he husked.

I nodded obediently and rubbed my turning stomach.

"Go," I kissed his cheek and watched him nod. I patted his butt and giggled as he glared.

I'd finished cleaning the bathroom and gasped for a second. I quickly turned and began dry heaving into the sink. I pushed my hair out of the way and held my abdomen, now sore.

I groaned and wiped my mouth.

I held my head in my hand. The now familiar feeling of nauseous from the past week stuck with me.

I kicked the counter lightly in mild frustration.

"This is Bull."

The only thing that brightened my mood was the thought of Marcello after his meeting.

Mm, more sex. We've had a lot of that.

I paused.

Holy shit, we have a lot of sex.

My eyes widened. Holy shit we have a lot of sex.

I began running upstairs and dropped down onto the tile of our bathroom. I sighed when I saw Marcello's dumbass had several pregnancy tests lined up. I began thrumming with anxiety.

Pregnancy. Babies. Babies inside of me.

Babies shooting out of me.

Ugh.

I read quickly on how to proceed correctly. As I pissed I was thinking about the finality this would give Marcello and I. Other than the rock on my finger, this would be real. It would be a life created by the both of us. Out of our love.

Well, when Cello and I fuck there's little love expressed. If anything hate fucking would fit the description better.

Depending on the day of course.

After peeing on a total of four sticks I left them in the bathroom and sat in front of the door.

I bit my fingernail as I stared at the wood.

I was so aware of each noise in case of it being Marcello making his way here. I shook my legs and crawled back inside. I peaked up at the counter and saw them sitting there waiting for me.

I growled and gingerly fisted them all.

I breathed out slowly and began reading through them all.

Positive
Positive
Positive
Positive

Zero false positives.

I covered my mouth in shock. I looked around, first looking for a place to hide these. I'd have to show these when I told Marcello the news.

I ran around for about five minutes. Just around the house aimlessly before bulldozing over Caesar.

"Hot damn!" He yelled in shock as I shoved him out of the way.

"Woah, woah," he circled an arm around me and spun me around to face him. My wide eyes met his.

"Talk to me little lady, what's with you road runner?"

I glanced around nervously. I sucked at these kinds of secrets. Baby secrets. Health secrets. All of them are spilled.

I looked around cautiously and leaned up. I cupped my hands around my mouth and began to whisper.

"I'm gonna have a baby."

His mouth went ajar and I giggled before barking out a laugh. I began jumping up and down before launching myself into his arms. He began laughing as well and spun me.

I quickly tapped his arm when nauseous reared it's ugly head again.

He quickly set me on my feet and I held both his hands happily.

"How should I tell Marcello?"

"He doesn't know yet?!"

"No... I like just peed on the pregnancy test. Barely wiped and all."

"He's gonna put a bullet in between my eyes!"

"No hes not!"

"I know about his unborn child before him! Marcello Milano will most definitely kill me!"

"What?"

I squeaked when I saw my fiancé standing in the doorway.

I shoved Caesar away and looked at him sheepishly.

"Hey babe," I squeaked.

"Tell me what he said is true." I jumped at his demanding choice.

"I-I mean yea... I've got a baby in me I've got the tests upstairs. I was just excited and I got to Caesar first."

Caesar stepped out of the room and I stepped closer to a seemingly dazed Marcello.

"Cello?" I asked.

"You're serious?" He choked out.

I nodded eagerly as my eyes began watering.

"Fuck," he wiped his eyes roughly before lifting me completely off the ground. I laughed and wrapped my limbs around his strong body.

"I'm so happy," he whispered. I laughed tearfully and nodded in agreement.

"You finally get to have your babies!" I cheered loudly.

"Now we can have the wedding when you want. I know you had your bullshit conditions about not looking pregnant.

"Yea yea, bite me. I'm not looking like a whale on my wedding day."

He only grunted before suddenly shouting loud in celebration. I rolled my eyes and hugged him happily.

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Long time no see lmao
So I hadn't updated because I lost inspiration and I felt the plot couldn't be further and only the closing 'fairy tale chapters' were needed to be written. I'm publishing most likely two others but otherwise marking this story as complete.

Thank you everyone for giving this story a try it really means everything to me

You all have my heart😛😛