CHANELLE'S POV.
I have been in the nurseries ALL, DAY. I had to organize and put away all the stuff from the baby shower. I started at 9 o'clock this morning and now it's 4 o'clock almost 5. Stella asked if I wanted help but I told her no. I wanted to do it for my babies. ANYTHING for them.
I was snacking on chips and peanut m&m's the whole time while doing it but I am starving for a real meal. I go downstairs and instantly smell cooking. I go into the kitchen and see Stella preparing dinner.
"what are you cooking?" I ask her. "cheese and steak Stromboli's, French fries, and a Cesar salad , everything you were craving this morning" she says with a friendly smile. "yay!" I say excited. "finally finished putting everything away?" she asks.
"yup, all done" I tell her as she gives me my plate. As I eat my phone vibrates. It's a text message from Jovanny.
"hey, can you come over?"
I told him I will as soon as I'm done eating. He lives here but he went to spend the day with his parents and sisters since they were ALL actually home.
I spend only about 20 minutes eating. I said I was hungry! When I'm done I go upstairs and put on some flip flops then drive to Jovanny's house. I walk up to his door and ring the doorbell. He quickly answers It and let's me in.
I'm getting a really weird vibe. He didn't smile or say anything. He just started leading me upstairs. We go into his old room which is now an office and closes the door behind him.
"what's wrong?" I ask him as I sit down on a chair cause my feet are swelling a little. "look" he starts with a sigh. I start getting nervous.
"I'm leaving tomorrow, for business" he says. I suck in my lips. "okay, when are you coming back? cause the-" I start but he cuts me off. "I'm not Chanelle, I'm not, coming back" he says quietly. My heart drops and I get a lump in my throat.
"w-what?" I ask. "I'm leaving, for business that, will take a few years, I'm not telling you where I'm going but I'm going, and, I want you, to move on" he says deeply in frustration. "what?? why?? no Jovanny, NO!" I say as my eyes get watery.
"I'm not good for you or the twins, you'll only end up dead, and so will eye, and god knows what'll happen to our kids" he tells me. "we can get through it we, we can try Jovanny you can't do this to our kids, to me!" I yell at him now crying.
"I don't want to Chanelle but I have to! I'm not doing this shit to hurt you I'm doing it to protect you! trust me when I say it's for your own good!" he yells. "what 'good' is this gonna do?? you promised! you promised you wouldn't leave me again!" I yell at him sobbing.
"Chanelle listen to me! This kills me just as much as it does to you! I don't want you to marry someone else! I don't want another man raising my son and daughter! But it's what's gonna be best for you in the long run! This is what I meant in the very beginning when you told me you were pregnant! shit like this will make shit worse! it isn't good for you or the twins!" he says.
I don't respond and just cry. "so you're just gonna leave me alone, to raise our kids by myself! if you wanted to leave so bad you should've thought about all this before you had sex with me!" I yell at him. "I'm not leaving you alone! you will have someone else, I already talked to everyone in the mafia and your dad and brothers" he says quietly.
I laugh and shake my head. "then hear" I say as I take off the necklace he gave me the day of the baby shower. "this doesn't mean shit anymore, not to me, and obviously not to you" I say with tears pouring down my cheeks as I throw the necklace at him.
I walk out the room so I can leave. "Chanelle" Isabella says sincerely as she sees me but I walk passed her. Everyone knows what's going on. Everyone but me.
"Chanelle!" I hear Jovanny yell but I'm already out the door. I quickly get in my car and drive home. When I get home I just sit in my car and break down even more.
HOW can Jovanny do this to me and his children. I've NEVER been so heart broken. I look down at my belly and put my hands on it so I can feel Cecilia and Lucca's kicks.
"I'm sorry you won't have your daddy" I whisper and they stop kicking. They're mad too. I cover my face with my hands and just cry. This is a nightmare. My heart is throbbing in pain. The love of my life and the father of my kids is leaving me. Never get Pregnant By a Gangster.
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Pregnant By A Gangster
Novela JuvenilChanelle Costello is a 17 year old all Italian mafia princess. Both of her parents and her family being widely notorious in the mob causes her to be born in the rough life style. With a new family moved up the street she learns they're from the sam...