Mafia Prisoner: Book 1

Ch. 60 - Almost A Plan

Vivian POV

All week I was in a haze. Every morning I woke up running to the bathroom and I was positive I was pregnant. I never feared anything so much in my life.

Niko showed me what little he could offer me and my child so I had no choice but to run. I contemplated a million ways all week and came up short every time.

Once he said I could go back to work, a wave of relief washed over me. I didn't show any emotions to Niko and prayed this would be my way out.

I needed a doctor, prenatal vitamins, and peace of mind... and I needed it soon. I figured out I must be diabetic from the pregnancy and been trying to keep my blood sugar levels stable. It was still hard to keep food down, but the dizzy spells were coming less often.

I felt my body dip low in energy and I knew I needed something before I passed out. I walked downstairs searching for something that would help when I saw the orange juice. Perfect! I poured a glass and turned to head back upstairs when my vision blurred. I gripped the counter, holding my body steady then drank some of the juice. Please work quickly.

As I started to relax some Niko came up from the basement covered in blood. What the hell was he doing down there? God, I can't take this life.

He told me he just killed Joseph and I nearly fainted. Tommy's killer was downstairs this whole time? For weeks they tortured him? I wanted him dead too, for both Tommy and Amy, but I could never allow someone to be in continuous pain for weeks at a time. Niko was a ruthless monster. I could never trust him and my child won't be raised in this world.

I almost lost my temper then remembered I was with child. I can't let my hormones go haywire and I can't trust Niko not to hurt me. My neck still had light bruising from when he grabbed my neck a week ago. Too much physical trauma could cause me to miscarry. So could too much emotional trauma, which is why I needed to remain calm.

Then Niko pulled me in his arms. At first, my body instantly relaxed into him, needing to feel his desire for me. My mind quickly reminded myself that he was a killer and my prison guard, plus he was covered in someone else's blood ruining my pajamas. Oh my god, I might throw up from the metallic smell in the air. Shit!

I closed my emotions off and responded quickly to him, pleading for him to let me go lay down. He was worried about my health and so was I. This shit was all too much for me to handle.

The second he loosened his hold on me I fled. I reached my room finishing the orange juice quickly then changed. Gio gave me a suspicious look but he didn't say a word. Did he think I killed someone? Please don't kill me in my sleep. I prayed for my safety as I climbed in bed with his hard gaze on me.

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I woke up early the next morning, excited to start my new/old job. Amy and I got dressed and packed bags for lunch. Paul stopped by in the morning with her school work and an iPad with a homeschool app already installed. A wave of relief washed over me. This was my chance. I didn't know how yet, but I knew this was God's way of giving me an opportunity to leave.

The car ride was quiet but I felt excitement creeping in my bones. It's been weeks since I got pregnant, maybe longer. I needed to leave before I started showing or Niko would probably lock me away until my child was born. He was a possessive man but he wouldn't own this child's life.

I walked into the same building I had been to a hundred times feeling like a different person. Amy held my hand in her cute corduroy dress and little backpack on her shoulders. Mario was at my back, watching everyone around us like they were a threat. Everything was the same here yet it all felt so unfamiliar.