FBI Agent And The Mafia Leader

The Past

5 YEARS AGO.

I looked into the mirror and stared at my messy hair and messed up face from all the crying. I was throwing up constantly and I didn't feel good at all. I feared the worst because I slept with my best friend, Ethan. We're supposed to be friends, but clearly it was more than that. One thing led to another and I ended up in his bed.

I've seen him multiple times ever since then and well everything is fine if not even better. He kisses me in public and mostly at school. He was happier than ever and it brought a smile onto my face because I love him, I love him a lot.

But did I love him enough to tell him that the pregnancy test I had in my hand is positive? Yes.

I dragged myself to the shower and took a long relaxing shower before getting dressed in a black dress with red strawberries printed on it. I tied my hair in a neat bun and wore flat sandals with light make up.

He would either agree to be in our baby's life or leave because I-I wanted to keep it. Not matter what people say or think.

I look at the pregnancy test and put it in my backpack before starting the walk to his house which was 10 minutes away. The home which I live in was brought by Ethan after I moved out of my abusive home. Ethan takes care of me a lot so how can I not love him?

I finally arrived outside the gates and the guard immediately smiled at me and opened the huge gates waving me in because I was a regular guest. I greeted him before walking to the front door of the huge and luxurious house. The housekeeper walked me in and she bought me to the living room and I unzipped my bag, ready to take out the pregnancy test.

"Oh...you. Gabriella, right?" I smiled at the gorgeous woman who was Ethan's mom although her tone wasn't exactly nice at all

"Good afternoon ma'am. I'm here to see Ethan. Is he perhaps around?" I asked politely still smiling.

"Haven't you tried calling him?"

"W-well I did before I came here but he didn't pick up. I need to talk to him urgently ma'am." I replied to her.

"Then maybe he doesn't want to answer your call girly. I have no idea why my son would befriend someone so low. It's embarrassing! You're not right for my son so I suggest to leave him alone from now on, got it?" I gulped at her words as she grabbed my arm, yanking me up from my seat and the suddenness make my bag tilt over and my stuff fell out, including the pregnancy test.

His mom stared at it in disbelief before bending and picking it up like she was more than anger and disgusted.

"Who is the father of your baby?" She hissed at me, making me flinch as more family members walked in to see the commotion but Ethan still wasn't there.

"E-Ethan." She raised her hand at me and slapped my cheek causing a stinging pain that caused soundless tears to escape my eyes.

"Impossible." His father snarled.

"Listen Gabriella, you better take this test, your baby and yourself out of this city or I will have you killed along with that thing you're carrying. Never in my life will I allow my son to raise and accept this thing in his life." She warned me and I looked at my feet trembling.

Suddenly his father put a gun against my stomach and I gasped feeling alarmed as he smirked.

"Get out of Vegas or else I'll give you 0% chance of living. Be a good girl darling and don't even think about telling Ethan. Tomorrow at 4 am, I will deliver you a huge amount of money. At 7am you should be gone instead of going to school like usual."

"N-no." I stuttered back in a quiet voice.

"Fine. Then think of it this way. If you tell Ethan about this, and let's say he's so happy about it, how long would your child survive? Do you want him or her to die in the wars of the mafia? To be raised to sit on the throne and die a painful death? To see violence and have bad dreams as a kid? What kind of a mother would you be? We women are forced to marry and give these leaders children while YOU HAVE A CHOICE. Run Gabriella. Run so far that you can't be found, for your child." His mother looked at me with evilness but truth.

My child would die in this family before getting it's first breath. And Ethan? He can't keep us safe all the time. My child would probably grow up to be like these evil family members. No.

I was a coward for my unborn child and so I did just that. I left and ran away. I got 2 billion rand from Ethan's father and multiple credit cards that have no link to my name.

I gave birth to my beautiful daughter 9 months later. It was torture, not having any contact with Ethan but Serena was all I needed at that moment. I bought a house and hired a babysitter before I went to university and graduated. I worked my way through and became an FBI Agent. I met friends and people I could count on over those years.

My daughter grew older by the day and my life was perfect, almost. There was something missing in my life. Ethan.

He grew up just like I did. I'd see some photographs of him here and there as everyone wanted to catch him. I had to admit, he was still dashing as ever. He changed a lot in appearance but yet he was still remarkably hot and sexy.

I avoided any case that had to do with him. I moved back to Vegas and settled there with my job. I kept so private and I made sure that I was never found by him or his family. I refused to put myself in that situation because no matter how much I hate Ethan's mother, she was right.

I'm not that weak girl anymore. I'm stronger, unrecognizable from how I was in high school. I was bent of proving myself, growing and living. I want to be a role model for my daughter and any other person. I refused to be small and scared. Every single day I spent wanting to grow more and more to be able to look at Ethan's mom and dad and punch them in the face without any fear.

I wanted to be me but at the same time I would still give everything but my daughter up to relive every moment I had with Ethan. He gave me the world and I still love him.