Billionaire Baby Daddy novel (Abigail and Mason) novel Chapter 30

Isabella's POV

I sit in bed and think of the six months I've known Sydney. I only heard about Kings company but was never interested in its owners. Who knew my ex cheating on me was the best thing that ever happened to me? I went to that club and drunk then decided to get back at him by giving someone else what he wanted, my virginity. Guess I used Sydney in a way too.

I think of what happened some hours ago. The guns, grenades and blood really gave me light of what is truly Sydney's life. I should be scared. I should run away from him. But I want to do this for him. For my baby. I think of all the arguments Sydney and I have had and smile. We always get back together. I know Sydney wants to protect the baby and I and I really appreciate that but in a way I want to help him protect the three of us.

I'm I going crazy?

Spending time with Sydney has awoken these unknown emotions from me. I want to stand beside him. I want to hold that gun with him and shoot the enemy. Okay, I'm being so dramatic and so I should stop. Is it the kiss making me think like this? Is it because I want more? Desperate even?

Sydney is a cold and brooding man. 'Don't forget the part that he's engaged.' My brain reminds me. What I'd do to show Bianca that the America Mafia lord will be mine. I mean that's what I really want and I'm just possessive that way.

But what if he's never meant to be mine? What if with time I won't have these feelings towards him? What if he only wants me for the baby? He was ready to find someone else pretend to be his wife for a year so what makes me sure he'd want me for me?

"I can hear gears turning inside that pretty head." I hear a voice coming from the door. I didn't close the door since it was hot and I wouldn't open the window at night. There was I time I stayed out in the cold and got an asthma attack when I was young.

"What do you mean? I was asleep until now." I show him my best sleepy face. And he rolls his eyes. "You're turning around the bed. Look at your bed." He says while pointing at the bed. "And I can hear you groan and sigh." He moves closer to the bed.

"What's wrong." He says in a concerned voice. I tell him it's nothing but he doesn't move.

"I'm never like this. I mean, I'm never a thinker. I just do stuff and regret later." I bite my lip waiting for what he has to say but he only chuckles. Music to my ears.

"You're the opposite of me you know. I plan everything. I even plan backups." I smile at that.

"That means you're responsible. A leader. While I'm just an irresponsible and naive girl." I expect Sydney to laugh but he doesn't. He only looks at me.

"I think you are a strong, independent and smart woman Isabella Styles." He says with confidence. I just look at him curiously. He doesn't have to say nice things to make me feel good about myself. "Not all single women decide to raise kids on their own but you did. You accepted our son. That shows how strong you are. Then when..."