PREGNANT

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Mature !!!!

"Oh."

That was all my brain could come up with. I had so many questions but I don't even know what they are. Nothing made sense at that moment. I just stared at him blankly.

"Baby say something."

"I don't know what to say, Theo. What does one say or do when their boyfriend tells them they're in the mafia?"

I sighed and went to sit on a chair. 

"I know this is unexpected and nothing you signed up for but that's the way it is. I love you baby and that's why I didn't want to tell you or get you involved with my family or any of this. I didn't tell you to keep you and our baby safe and I still will. If you are seen around my family you become an immediate target."

he stooped down and held my face, kissing my lips.

"I can't let anything happen to your love. But if it means so much to you for you to meet them then ill arrange it, ok"

Yeah, this is too much to handle. This made me realize I knew nothing about the man I love. I would have never thought he was associated with any mafia. This means that he traffic drugs maybe even people. He could've even killed people before. Oh my God. 

He must have realized I was freaking out because he got up and pulled me into his arms.

"Hey, don't overthink this baby. Tell me what you are thinking."

I pulled away from him causing a frown to appear on his face.

"Have you ever killed before?"

"Yes."

A sob escaped my lips. I didn't even realize that tears were running down my face.

"But that was a long time ago. I haven't killed anyone since I met you. Baby, please don't cry."

I couldn't stop. The thought of my Theo killing someone sent chills down my spine. It was hard for me to believe. He has taken lives. Probably a brother, father, a son. My mind was running wild thinking of every possible thing he could have done. 

If he can just take someone's life, there's no telling what he can do. 

He reached out to hold me but I stepped back. I could see hurt flash across his face.

"How many?"

He looked at me confused by my question.

"How many lives have you taken?"

"Baby....."

"Answer me."

"I don't know, I don't keep a record."

"Is it more than ten?"

He nodded and looked down. 

I still couldn't stop crying. I tried not to but I couldn't, I saw a totally different man in front of me. not the man I fell in love with. Not the father of my child but a murderer. Every thought of him all of a sudden was him killing someone mercilessly. I don't know if I'm overreacting but I couldn't help it. 

"I'm going to go for a walk," 

I said wiping my face and walking into the closet. I pulled out a pair of shoes and put them on. he didn't try to stop me when I walked past him in the room. I opened the door and turned to look at him staring at me. 

"I still love you."

With that, I left the house.