Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

Loathe

I was beginning to hate the men, that accompanied me. One minute they were nice and the next they were mean.

They had stopped the bleeding and I was hooked up to an IV. I stroked my babies heads. I knew they didn't have a long time.

Two days had passed and that was their life span. They were far too undeveloped. The "doctor" said they shouldn't even be alive at all.

"I love you guys," I said as I kissed their forehead. I heard their weak little cries. They were breathing in harder, trying to soak up some air. I felt tears prick at my eyes.

"It's okay," I said to them. Their eyes locked with mine and they wrapped their hands around my thumb.

"Don't leave me," I mumbled to them. I cried hard as I heard their breathing stop.

"You want us to take them?", the guys asked.

"No leave my babies alone," I yelled as I held them closer to my chest.

"Wakeup," I said in their ears. I didn't want to believe they were gone. I held them closely to my chest and rocked them, trying to ignore how cold their skin was.

Marciello's P.O.V.

I woke up and saw that I was tied up in a room. I saw Marciano on the floor, looking in terrible condition. How could anyone hurt a child?

"Ah your awake," a guy said as he came in.

"Let me go!", I yelled.

"You should have gotten out while you still had the chance because now I'm going to fuck you up!", he said as he punched me. I tried to him back, but my hands were tied. He continued delivering punches to my face before he stopped. The door opened and I saw Belle come in.

She was holding two babies to her chest and she barely even noticed us. She sat on the floor and held the babies close, while muttering something.

"What did you do to her!", I yelled.

''We did nothing. She's upset because those babies are dead. Honestly I'm tired of the death smell, so you can deal with it," he said as he left out.

"Belle!", I said, trying to grasp her attention. She just continued muttering to herself, while rocking the babies.