"Are you okay?", I heard a voice ask. I opened my eyes and I was blinded by sunlight. I closed them in pain.
"Ma'am are you okay?", I heard them ask. I opened my eyes fully and saw the lady from the doctors' office.
"I'm fine," I said. I tried to get up, but pain shot through my back. Tears pricked at my eyes and I laid back down. She leaned down and raised my shirt up. I heard her gasp.
"Charles!", she yelled. I saw a man come by and she pointed at my back.
"I'll pick her up. This may hurt a little bit," he warned me. He gathered me up in his arms and my back hurt so bad. He carried me into the car. And laid me down on the backseat.
"We are going to take care of you," he said. I nodded my head and closed my eyes in exhaustion. Soon enough I fell back asleep.
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"It hurts, I can't do it," I gasp against the bed.
"You have to or your going to endanger you and your baby," the lady, Martha, said.
"Okay," I said. I pushed hard and fell back against the bed, breathing hard.
"We see the head," she smiled. I smiled weakly and pushed harder.
"1, 2, 3, rest," she said. I relaxed.
"Okay now we are going to do it one more time. This time push with all your might," she said. I nodded my head.
"Ahhh!", I screamed as I pushed hard.
''The baby's almost out," she said. I pushed harder and I heard cries. I saw her clean the baby off.
"We have to get him some heat and put him in an incubator," she said. I nodded.
"It's a miracle that baby is actually alive," Charles said.
"Consider yourself lucky," he said. I squirmed uncomfortably and I felt something come out of me.
"Ah the placenta," he said. He grabbed it and took it away. I laid against the bed sweaty and exhausted. I couldn't believe I gave birth to the baby 5 months earlier. I silently thanked God for it still being alive. I got up and went outside the room. I saw Marciello standing there covered in blood, sweat, and dirt.
"Get away from me!", I screamed.
"Wait bebé, let me explain," he said as he came closer.
"What's going on?", Martha asked as she came in with a gun. Marciello held his hands up in surrender.
"Please don't shoot. Belle, the night that I showed you the house, I was kidnapped. You know about Mattel, my twin brother, he came in and tried to take my place. Rodriguez wasn't the one sending those notes and threats to us, it was Mattel. Rodriguez only worked for him," Marciello said.
"I don't believe you," I said, shaking my head.
"You should believe him," a man that looked just like Marciello said.
"Well it seems like you know to much know," Mattel said. He grabbed a gun and shot Martha. I screamed loudly.
"Shh darling," Mattel said as he came closer to me.
"Stay away from me," I said. He pulled me toward him.
"I never meant to hurt you, but sometimes your so fucking annoying," he said.
"Get away from her!", Marciello yelled as he pushed him away from me.
"Restrain him," Mattel yelled. Two men came in and grabbed hold of Marciello. One of them was Alonso.
"You bastard," Marciello yelled.
"You thought he was loyal to you, brother. All I had to do was offer him a bigger position with more power and he was putty in my hands," Mattel smirked.
"Now back to you, my sweet Belle," he said.
"Your so beautiful," he said as he stroked my cheek. I moved my face away from him.
"Darling don't do that. You don't want to anger me," he said. He leaned down and kissed me. Tears leaked out of my eyes. Mattel pulled away laughing.
"I'm going to take back everything you stole from me," he said to Marciello.
"I didn't steal a damn thing from you. Everything I have I worked hard for," Marciello said.
"No you didn't! The mafia was supposed to be mine, the company was supposed to be mine, and Belle was supposed to be mine!", Mattel yelled.
"It's not my fault, you fucked up!", Marciello yelled.
"Okay I know I messed up, but I've changed. Things in my life were looking up for the better. I told you about Belle, I told you how beautiful she was and how I was going to make her mine. You knew I wanted her, but like always you have to take what is mine. You had to see her for yourself and take her away from me," Mattel said.
"I'll admit that was wrong, but I'm in love with Belle and your ruining our fucking family," Marciello said.
"Family? That baby was supposed to be mine. And I pray to god that it dies," Mattel said. Right on cue, Charles came in with the baby.
"You got the money?", he asked.
"Yeah," Mattel said as he showed him the money. Charles handed over the baby and Mattel shot him.
"You sick fuck, giving up an innocent baby for money," he said.
"Now time for execution," Mattel smiled. The door opened and Jackie came in along with a tall tan man and a few others.
"It's time to go night night niggas!", she screamed. Shots were fired.
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Married to the Money (Bwwm)
HumorBelle Marie is a beautiful African American women. And with a promising future ahead of herself, she is unstoppable. That is until she is forced to marry Marciello Romani...... Not good at descriptions, but give it a chance.