Seraphina Angela, infamously known as 'The Ruby Cadillac' is the original heiress to the throne of her father's mafia, which is partnered with the leading king & queen of the Italian mafia; Carter Fenix and Delilah Fiora Fenix. Seraphina isn't a reg...
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NOTE: this is a bonus chapter, it gives y'all insight into Carter and Delilah Fenix's relationship. This chapter is about the conversation Carter and Delilah were about to have in chapter 34 :) hope you like it, especially you Will He readers <3
Pov: Delilah Fenix
"Carter," I whisper and feel my throat tighten, my heart thuds against my chest, and every single thing I had prepared to say to him when this moment finally came, flies out of my mind. What am I going to do now, what am I going to say? That I'm carrying his second child when he made it hell clear that he didn't want one. He said we aren't in the right place and there's no time because we already have our hands full with Cara and the mafia... what do I do now?
"You're scaring me, Lilah, what's wrong... talk to me," he softly pleads and I let out a sigh, swallowing back the cascade of tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. I don't look up at him even though it's killing me not to look into those familiar loving eyes of his, I know I'll be done for and choked up if I do.
I take in a deep breath and screw my eyes shut, letting him mentally prepare for my next words and mentally preparing myself for his reaction, "I forgot to take my birth control before this month which means I missed the date," I softly speak as if I raise my voice, it'll break... we'll break. I don't know why I'm making it such a big deal but it is, it's a whole new human, a whole new responsibility and things with Cara have been chaotic as it is. Is Carter even willing to go through those 9 months and more all over again? I cannot have him having second thoughts afterward, any child of mine will be loved with both of our hearts, never half-heartedly.
Since my eyes are fixed down on where I'm fidgeting with the rings on my fingers, through my peripheral vision I can see him shifting on his legs and crossing his arms over his chest, trying to process what I just said. He's probably in shock or furious or maybe... he's happy. Scratch that- he's silent, concerningly pin-drop silent. It's starting to scare me because I can nearly hear my own heart beating.
Lub-Dub, Lub-Dub, Lub- "What are you trying to say, Lilah?" he says, in a rather flat tone that I almost wince upon hearing. I should be more clear but I can't, I simply can't be. The last time we fought, was about this, and he was in denial specificallyabout this. Now, look at where that got us, and where it ended up. God, that fight didn't age well at all.
"I- Carter, we made a mistake... I made a mistake," I whisper and gently shake my head, trying to shake the nervousness out of my system before I chicken out and end up not telling him at all. He hates it when I stall like this, understandable, I'd be pretty annoyed too... but more than surprised I'm startled when I find him kneeling down in front of me.
His head levels with mine, and he studies me with a concerned expression clouding his face, "What mistake... you need to tell me, Lilah."
I hide my face in my palms and shake my head, trying to block away all the consequences of this that are echoing in my mind like a broken tape recorder with no end, his palm slides to my cheek and he cups it. I lean into it and cry a bit harder, letting out everything, "Carter, I'm so s-sorry," my voice shakes with my apology. For what am I apologizing, I have no clue anymore.
