Mafia

Chapter Fourteen

V's POV 

The drive to the hospital seemed as though it took hours, however with the speed that Giovanni was going it was only ten minutes. Instead of allowing me to walk he picked me up bridal style and carried me into the hospital, where we ushered into a room immediately to be seen by doctor. Giovanni's eyes never once met mine, and I hoped that he felt bad for cussing at my baby. 

The doctor got the ultrasound machine out and placed the cold liquid jelly on my stomach as hr scanned each area of my bump, checking and looking for baby, and I held my breath, praying that everything was going to be fine, and that my baby was going to be safe. Giovanni was starring at the doctor, he to was waiting for the results, something in my stomach wasn't sitting right, I know something was not okay with the baby.

"What are the result?" Giovanni snaps towards the doctor as he looks away from the machine and turns his attention to Giovanni. I held my breath once more, waiting for those dreaded words to come out of his mouth. 

"Everything is fine luckily, you have to be careful and defiantly no lifting things anymore." The doctor said harshly as I let out a loud sigh of relief, something flickered in Giovanni's eyes as he stood up the chair, glancing at his watch before leaving the room. I thanked the doctor before following in the direction that Giovanni went. 

He was already in the car when I got there, he was chatting on the phone to someone a smile on his face, however when he saw me it disappeared and he hurriedly ended the call. As I got in the car, I looked towards him waiting for him to say something, anything but he said nothing an instead started the car and drove of. 

"You are no longer started in that room, not until the baby is born understood, if you want to something up there one of my men will get it for you." He stated not once taking his eyes of the road. 

"Why can't you get it for me." I ask, although he always speaks about his men, I have never actually met any of them, which is strange. 

"Because I am going away.  I have things to take care of." 

"When will you be back? And where are you going?" I question and this time he looks at me. 

"You won't see me until the wedding day, and that is none of your business." he says with a tone of annoyance. I don't respond back to his comment, not wanting to piss him of anymore. Alongside that I probably don't want to know the answer, he will most likely be with another girl wrapped up in her bed the night before we get married, wouldn't surprise me.  

When we finally got back to the house, Giovanni doesn't leave the car instead he waits until I get about before he speeds away once more, not even wishing me a goodbye. He demonstrates to me each day that he doesn't care about me or the baby, heck he didn't even say anything when he found out that the baby was fine and safe, and yet I still believe his attitude will change. 

I spent the rest of the door stuck in bed, bored and watching movies, sure another like Giovanni had said, men would be there, although I didn't get the message that they where going to be following me. Harry was basically my bodyguard for the next three days, I was stuck sleeping in the guest bedroom next to Giovanni's because I wasn't allowed upstairs, and he would sit right outside my door, he would follow me all around the house to make sure that I wasn't going to all or try and leave. 

A few times I heard him on speaking to someone on the phone, most likely Giovanni, but I could never understand what they where talking about. The days continued to drag, with nothing to do and no one to see, I was just waiting for the wedding day, so that I could be forced the marry a man who I did not love. 

It was only one day before the wedding, Giovanni had returned home from where he had been staying, and he looked a mess, his hair was messy and his face looked tired. His suit was creased which I had never seen before as he always looked presentable and smart. I only knew that he had arrived home because Harry had moved from the doorway and had went down to the kitchen to speak with him.