When Cleo woke up the next day she felt an uncomfortable pain in her lower stomach. "Carlos...." Cleo whined softly through gritted teeth. "Yes baby?" Carlos replied, his voice laced with concern, and rubbing her leg comfortingly. "I don't feel well..." Cleo explained quickly, sitting up and grimacing before suddenly holding her mouth and rushing to the bathroom. Carlos' eyes widened in alarm but he quickly followed behind Cleo as she threw up into the toilet, before kneeling down in front of her. After Cleo finished emptying the contents of her stomach into the bowl she sat back on the floor, breathing heavily. "Are you feeling better?" Carlos asked worriedly. "Yeah..." Cleo nodded her head, trying to catch her breath as sweat started appearing on her forehead and upper lip. Carlos cupped Cleo's face with his hand and wiped away a stray tear that formed on her flushed cheek. "We can go back to bed if you want." Carlos suggested. Cleo nodded on agreement and said, "Before that can we go to CVS and get me a pregnancy test please?" Carlos nodded and said, "Sure thing wifey."
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Forbidden Mafia Love Book 2
RomanceThe second part to Forbidden Mafia Love which is a steamy, erotic, explicit sex story about a beautiful mafia queen named Cleo having an arranged marriage with a hot, sexy billionare mafia king named Carlos Marotti. That night Carlos confessed to C...
