The Mafia Boss's Baby Boy (Discontinued)

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I forgot in the last chapter to mention @AMOilibriallafollia2 for helping with the corrections on Google Translates failed attempt of writing Italian so a big thanks to you. Also thanks for you're comments, they gave me a good laugh.

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Hanna's POV

Tapping my foot rapidly, I look at my watch for the hundredth time. Sighing heavily, I stand from the uncomfortable office chair and pace up and down the corridor. I'm sure anyone who was watching me was probably getting a headache right about now. Checking my watch again, I take a seat and place my head in my hands. I've been doing this for the past hour and I honestly don't think it takes this long to look at someones portfolio. 10 minutes later the door to the office finally opens to reveal Mr. Smith's Secretary. 

"Mr. Smith is ready to see you now." she says while rubbing her lips together while 'discreetly' fixing her shirt. Yeah no wonder it took so long. I resist the urge to roll my eyes and stand up fixing my pencil skirt before walking into the oversize office. Mr. Smith is sitting behind his desk in the middle of the room with a highly satisfied face. Mr. Smith isn't bad looking with dirty blonde hair and ice like blue eyes a good 6'1 in height and slightly muscular build. The stereotypical dream guy in America. He's alright I guess. Definitely not my type.

"Please take a seat Ms. Green." Mr. Smith says while gesturing towards the two chairs in front of his desk. Smiling for some unknown reason I mumble a small 'thanks' before taking a seat. I hope this doesn't take to long. I haven't seen my precious Emilio is 2 weeks and it killing me. For the first week I was away I was able to have video chats with him through my sisters phone but then I got so busy that there was no time to pick up the phone. I'm kinda worried as well because Sarah hasn't called me this week. I wan't to trust that she's got everything covered but you can't really do that with 6 month clean drug addict. Ugh that sounds really bad. I need to hurry back and get back home.

"So Ms. Greene, My secretary and I have reviewed your portfolio and have looked through your other works from this past week and I have to say we're very impressed." he says while flipping through my folder again.

"Thank you! I'm glad you think so!" I smile brightly and my hands start to twitch as I glance at my watch again. My god I wish this meeting would hurry up and be over. 

"Yes well I hope you keep up the good here on out. Welcome to SMT!" He says smiling while holding out his right hand for me to shake. 

"Oh thank you Mr. Smith! I promise you won't regret this!" I say while standing and shaking his hand. Now that I got this modeling gig I can finally stop relying on my allowance from Mateo. Emilio and I can move out here and start fresh. Maybe I can bring Karen with me. She could use some new surrounds too. I'll be good to make my own income as well that doesn't involve fucking somebody. Even though I haven't met up with Mateo in over a year I was still getting paid for my 'services'.

"When do I start?" I ask.

"Next week. I have a manager for you by tomorrow and have him or her give you a call." 

"That's great sure. If you don't mind Sir I have to go home and see my son."

"Oh yes. Emilio was it? Well I won't keep you here longer than you need to. I expect great things from you Ms. Greene." He says while motioning towards the door as his secretary opens the door for me.

"Yes of course Mr. Smith I won't let you down!" I yell as I rush out of the room, waving my hand in farewell.

When I get to the elevator I press the down button like 50 times. And yes I know it won't make the elevator come faster but let me believe okay. The elevator comes and it's a quick ride to the ground level. Hopping into my rental car I reverse out the parking spot and onto the busy street. 

I pull in front of Bobs Rentals and park it out in front of the entrance. Walking inside I went to the front desk and of course there's no one there. Ringing the bell I wait till the someone comes to the front desk. I don't know why of all days do they don't have someone at the front. Does this count as unprofessional? Well I don't know, I would count it as unprofessional. 

It feels like hours until a man about 6 feet walks in sweaty and oily. He's wiping his hands with a spoiled rag and I can't help but watch as his muscles flex. God I'm such a whore. How long has it been? The man walks behind the desk, throws down the rag, then looks up at me with a quirky grin. 

"How can I help you Miss?" he says while giving me a once over. Okay he's dead to me now.

"Yeah, I'm returning a car." 

"Alright. Your first and last name please."

I give him all the info he needs then hand him the keys. Pulling out my phone I look for Sarah's number. Pressing the call button I hold the phone up to my ear I wait until someone pick up the phone but it goes straight to voice mail. Trying again, it goes straight to voicemail. I take a deep breath and try not to think of the worst. Maybe her phone died. Yeah I'm just gonna go with that.

I call a Lyft and it says it'll be here in 10 minutes so I go outside and wait. When the Lyft comes I hop into the car. When we pull up an hour later in front of the house I frown when I don't see my red Chevy parked in the drive way. I jump out the car and pull my keys from handbag. Maybe they went to the store or something. I'm sure they should be back soon. I know as soon as Sarah walks through the door she's gonna get the lecture of her life from me. 

I walk up towards the door and put the key into the lock but it doesn't go all the way in. I frown which I seem to be doing a lot today and grab the extra key I have to see if that works. That doesn't work either. Okay don't panic Hanna. Maybe the locks are broken. And if that's the case then I'm gonna have to climb in through the window. Just great!

I go around the side of the house to the window. I don't notice that my curtains are missing until I get close enough to look through the window. I feel my heart beating through my chest and my breath picking up as I look into what's supposed to be my living room that's empty. What the fuck! Where's my shit?! If if my stuff isn't there where's Emilio? I feel my heart drop to my stomach as I rush to the stairs. I reach underneath and grab the bat I hid. Running up the stairs I grip the metal bat tightly in my hands before raising it up the swinging it down quickly onto the door knob. The door pops open and I drop the bet while inside the empty house. 

Almost tripping while running up the stairs, I stumble my way to Emilio's nursery. The door slams open as I rush into the room. My eyes scan the empty room in fear and confusion as I try to keep myself from crying. Sinking down to my knees, I press my hands against my temples and force myself to think.
And then it hits me. I stop myself from punching the shit out of myself as I quickly gather myself together and grab my phone to order a Lyft.

The only one who can actually throw all my things out and change the locks and what not is the person who gave me this house. 

Leaving the house I wait outside for the car as I let the panic set in. Does he know? Kept echoing in my mind as I pace a whole in the pavement. Oh my god, if he knows hows he gonna react? Mateo is not dumb. Knowing him he probably did a paternity test. I seriously hope he doesn't think the baby is staying with him because we have to move to New York. This whole thing just got complicated. I really hope Emilio and Sarah are alright. 

Soon the Lyft pulls up and I try to calm down as the driver goes into the direction of Mateo's estate.