08/09/2025
💋❤ PREGNANT BY THE MAFIA BOSS ❤💋
(🔞 Romance 🔞)
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chapter 2
SOPHIA
The night Adrian Moretti came to claim me, the air in our house felt heavier than ever.
The sound of expensive tires screeched to a stop outside our crumbling villa, followed by the slam of car doors. My father rushed to the window, sweat beading on his forehead.
“They’re here,” he whispered, as if we hadn’t all been waiting for this moment.
My heart pounded. Every instinct told me to run, but my legs felt glued to the floor.
And then I saw him.
Adrian Moretti stepped through the doorway like he owned the world — tall, broad-shouldered, and wrapped in a dark suit that hugged his powerful frame. His black hair was slicked back, his jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and those eyes… God, those eyes. Hazel, burning with an intensity that made it impossible to look away.
His men followed behind him, filling the room with the weight of silent authority, but none of them mattered.
Only him.
He scanned the shabby walls of my childhood home, then his gaze landed on me. For a moment, the air left my lungs.
“So,” his voice was deep, smooth, commanding. “This is Sophia Ricci.”
My father pushed me forward like a lamb to the slaughter. “Y-yes, Boss Moretti. My daughter… she’s ready.”
I wanted to scream No, I’m not! But Adrian’s eyes pinned me in place.
He circled me slowly, like a predator studying its prey. “You’re prettier than I expected,” he murmured, his lips curling into the faintest smirk.
Heat rushed to my face — shame, anger, maybe something else I didn’t want to name.
“You’ll do.”
Two words. That was all it took to shatter my last shred of hope.
I whispered, my voice trembling, “I didn’t agree to this.”
The room fell silent. My father’s face drained of color. My mother gasped.
Adrian turned back to me, his expression unreadable. Then he stepped closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he whispered, low and dangerous:
“You think you have a choice, bella? From tonight on… you belong to me.”
My knees nearly gave out. His presence was overwhelming — terrifying, yet intoxicating.
He straightened, gave my father a cold look, and said, “The wedding will be in one week. She’ll be delivered to me untouched.”
My father nodded furiously, like a servant bowing to his king.
Adrian’s eyes flicked back to me one last time, holding me captive with a gaze that promised both ruin and desire. Then, with a snap of his fingers, he and his men were gone.
The silence he left behind was deafening.
And in that silence, one truth echoed in my chest:
I had just looked into the eyes of the man who would destroy me.
💋❤ TO BE CONTINUED… ❤💋
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