His Little FLOWER novel Chapter 43

ROSE POV

"You may now kiss the bride.", The officiant pronounced.

It made my heartbeat elevate more as it's a moment of imperial euphoria. I was waiting for this actual second for a whole week, not just for the union. But also to reveal my pregnancy.

He leaned forward, closing the little distance between us. His sturdy form braced against mine, rightfully as My husband, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, agilely.

I cupped his face and pressed my lips against his, fluttering my eyes close melting down in his arms.

Cheerful claps filled my ears, making my heart sparkle with inexplicable joy as we immersed in each other's warmth, heartily.

When I felt satisfied, I laid my hands on his chest, gesturing him to curb as he pulled back, but, still, his hold on my waist hasn't loosened a bit.

His eyes held a relief, as it glistened with a glorious smile, slowly it made its way toward his lips and that's the prettiest thing I've seen in a while.

I tried to set some distance between us, as I was still got draped in his hold. Since, he wasn't willing to lose his grip on my waist.

"Ferr, what are you doing?", I raised a query, mumbling under my breath.

Now, my grandparents, our friends, and close family members are staying at this place to take images along with us. I noticed the guests are gradually exiting and moving their way to the reception location.

I think it's time...

I tilted my head up and stared at him to catch him eyeing me, already as it had my face turn into deep shades of red. I patted my face to cool myself before uncovering the pregnancy announcement to him.

"Ferr, I want to tell you an important thing.", I fiddled with the button of his shirt, feeling nervous. I know he will be happy, undoubtedly. Yet, I can't help but feel this way.

"What is it?", he made me look at him by tilting my chin up using his fingers. His attractive smile never left his face, as he waited for me to assert.

Ok, let's do it...

"I... I am-", I was about to say, but it got interrupted by the photographer as he said we need to go to a specific location to take pictures.

However, Ferr told them to wait, as he enabled me to confide with whatever I want. I saw around, to watch all our friends and family and photographers are watching us.

Not gonna happen at this place...

As I felt so shy by catching sight of all. I took a deep breath and pleaded with him, "Can we go somewhere, please? Only us."

He let out a low chuckle but conceded to it as he held my hand and made me walk down from the platform before proclaiming to all to give us privacy.

Before leaving, I got the gift box from Moon which I gave to her to conserve it safe. "What is in that box?", he gave me a perplexed look.

"Patience.", I beamed at him, not able to thwart my bubbling happiness as he smirked back without imploring any questions further. He took me to a fascinating site where the wildflowers grew, fabulously.

"Now, may I know what my little wife has for her husband?", he teased, as I hit his chest, playfully making him laugh out.

All of a sudden, a hidden fear erupted in my senses as I began to think that I can't be His Little Flower nor able to be His Little Wife forever. Very soon, I'm gonna twirl into a giant pumpkin because of this pregnancy. After that, I won't look desirable for his eyes.

That one thinking is enough to bring a downpour of tears to my eyes. I bite my tongue to deter my cries, "Flower, what's wrong? Why you're crying?", he panicked, wiping off the tears from my cheeks.

He took my face in between his hands and began to caress his thumb across my cheeks, soothingly as I felt calmed promptly, but still...

"Flower, let me know what making you upset like this.", he urged me to speak as I brushed off the tears and took his hand in mine.

I placed the gift box in his hand as he gave me an unsettled look staring at the box before drifting his gaze back to me.

"I bought this gift for you.", I admitted and smiled at him shyly. His brows got lifted in amusement as he let out a chuckle, deep and warm.

"So, My Little Flower bought me a special gift.", he confided and began to unfurl the red ribbon which had my heart pound harder. I don't know whether I am scared or excited.

My breath suddenly changed to short bursts as I stared at his hand without blinking my eyes. He opened the box top and gaped inside, stunned. He set the box cover in the pasture and took out what I placed inside.

It is a gray-colored knitted baby boot as it looked so tiny in his hand making me giggle. I thought, what a beautiful sight it would be to behold when he cradles our baby in his arms.

He stared at the baby boot, astounded and he picked the white card which I attached on the side of the boot. On that, I wrote, “We're having a baby.”

Seeing that note, he veered his gaze back to me, holding the tiny boots in his hands in utter silence. His earth vibrant eyes softened slowly like a sprout evolving.

A wide smile forged on his eyes and dropped into his lips, happiness lined through him like a comet.

"We are having a baby.", he shrieked out with excitement, as he gawked at the baby boot with an unimaginable look. But the touch of fondness, very evident as I gave a nod, vigorously, overwhelmed with bliss.

Abruptly, he lifted me in his arms and spun me around making me laugh out loud of his enjoyment.

His face magnified more with each passing second as he couldn't conceal his flare of joy. His spirited behavior engulfed me, as it flooded through my soul. I have never felt more alive.

"Ferr, stop. I feel sick.", I told when I felt my stomach getting tightened as it is evident that I feel nauseous. On that very instance, he set me on the field with a worried-filled face.

"Shit! Are you ok? I'll call the doctor. Let's cancel the party, you need rest now.", he scrambled with his words and was about to lift me again but I stopped him.

I caressed his chest and advised him to inhale and exhale slowly as it's so evident to notice that he's getting very much bothered about my health.

"I'm fine. It's quite a normal thing to occur during pregnancy time.", I told him, as his smile amplified more hearing those words.

He captured my lips onto him, out of the blue, as it possessed my heart to burn with fierce satisfaction. He skids his warmth inside my lips, fervently, as we got embraced as one soul.

I am extremely satisfied today as I felt like that I gave him what he yearned for, A Family.

After a while, when I felt breathless, he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against mine. Our longing lips got caressed onto each other like feathers fleeing in the breeze, finding solace.

I gazed down at my stomach when I felt his both hands laid on it as tears began to course through my cheeks, unchecked. I got frenzied with an overpowering sensation.

I began to sob uncontrollably when I recalled again about gaining weight during pregnancy. It may sound silly, but I can't stop myself from imagining on that way.

"Flower, what's wrong? Does it hurt anywhere?", he asked me, distressed as I shook my head negatively for that and laid my head on his chest hugging him tightly.

He kept on patting my head as I cried more, not able to believe that I turned into a crying mess at my wedding. He kept on questioning me, about the reason behind my cries.

After a while, when my cries subsided I pulled back as he wiped off my tears using his Fogle, to fix my smear-filled face, which got ruined by makeup.

I am such a dumb...

"Why did you cry right now?", he put forward a question again after fixing my makeup-ruined face.

I frowned and confessed to him, "Very soon, I'm gonna look like a pumpkin because of this pregnancy. Will I be your little Flower even if I get fat in the future?"

Hearing those words he burst out into laughter, clutching the baby boots to his chest as I attained the peak point of outrage.

How dare he!

"I am leaving, you idiotic bull.", I huffed out, stomping my feet onto the ground in turmoil. I turned around to go only to get swept off from my feet as he carried me in bridal style.

A wide smile got plastered on his face as if it is fixed, permanently. "I don't give a fuck about how you'll look in the future. Always keep this in your mind, no matter what, you will be My Little FLOWER, always. Till I take my last breath in this world."

He confessed as I covered up my face against his neck, gaily and I felt like I never wanted to come out of it. He started up to walk, with me still in his arms, neglecting my words when I persuaded him to put me down.

Reaching back the arena, our friends and family stared at us bewildered, wondering what made us take this long to come back.

He set me down and took out the tiny boots of his suit pocket and revealed to all. He announced specifically to my grandparents, "Now, you're not just good grandparents. You're Great Grandparents".

Hearing those words, My grandma was in the joy of tears, my grandpa's face was filled with fulfillment as I and Ferr gazed at each other with a contented smile.

All our friends started to scream with ecstasy. I leaned against ferr's chest as he pressed his lips onto the crown of my head, in exhilaration.

This moment felt so perfect...

With that, we all initiated to start our photography session. As I and Ferr had the baby boot as the main theme because our unborn baby is a prime symbol of our love.

A new beginning...

KATHERINE POV:

I watched my son Franco's sleeping form, as he is debilitated, physically, because of what Ferrari's one of his men did to him. Why the fuck I gave birth to him! I feel disgusted about myself, for doing that.

I should have killed him, while he was born. It's my fault, that I tortured him, instead of killing him. Because of my lunacy, today I lost all including my sons, Giovanni and Vladmir. Now the only one left is Franco.

I would have killed Raffa's woman in the wedding arena itself, only if I did not get that call.

*flashback*

Raffa hung up the call, not even speaking a word. I smirked, knowing he lost his composure. After that, I affirmed with the sniper whom I hired to kill Raffa's woman.

Once, I told him about the plan, I hung up the call, only to get the following call and it is from an unknown number.

I attended the call but before I could ask who is speaking, I heard a familiar voice which I despise the most.

"It's me, Raffa. Hope you recognize, just now we spoke.", he stated.6

I stayed silent, clenching my fist hard, in an enraged manner, waiting for the reason behind his call. He wouldn't do that without a motive.

"I've sent you a picture, take a look.", he asserted, as I moved to the message application, opened the image which I got from the unknown number.

The image left me stunned, as I saw My son Franco, tied to the bed in a broken form, physically.

He is alive! I thought Raffa killed him...

"Raffa, give my son back to me, now.", I chastised him, as molten anger rolled through me, for which he let out a wicked laugh, mockingly.

I gritted my teeth, trying to not explode out in rage, since my son is held under his captive.

"I will, only if you instruct your sniper to fuck off from this spot.", he told, as his confession startled me. How does he know?

"Katherine, I have seen several useless pieces of shits like you in my business. I know how you use your nasty mind.", he laughed, in an insulting manner.

"Now, I want your sniper to leave, and fucking drop your shitty plans. Or else, I'll send this image to all with a big caption implying who's the mother of this poor man.", he declared, as it left me terrified.

No, he can't do that. I may not be able to become the Mafia Queen anymore also Camorsta Organization will toss me out. If the image spread, my stature would get ruined, I will lose my respect among the mafia members.

"Don't do that, I will- I will back off. Give my son back to me.", I asked him, for which he remained silent for a moment before adding further.

"Did you forget something to say?", he questioned, as I thought for a time, wondering what I forgot to say. After a few seconds, it hit my mind.

"Please, give my son back to me.", I had no choice but to plead as the fresh swell of rage rose in me. I can't believe that I am begging this bastard.

"Once, my wedding ends without any troubles, I'll inform one of my men to deliver that cunt to you.", he told, I stayed silent fuming with wrath.

"This is your last fucking warning, know your fucking limit, bitch.", he warned, before hanging up the call.

I hurled the phone against the wall as it got smashed down into pieces, I was almost choking on my rage. Is he the one, I gave birth to? Fuck!

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I can't do anything, just for one damn reason, that is Franco. If organization members came to know about this, that would be a humiliation for him as well as for me. Because, currently, I'm trying to get my reign back which I lost many years back.

I will surely get another chance...

ROSE POV:

The reception went majestic as it got filled with fun and the decoration was mind-blowing all over.

I sat on the white lounger couch after I and Ferr got images of us, intimately. Startled, I stared down when I felt a soft touch on my feet. I met with the sight of Ferr holding my leg to remove the heels off from my feet.

"Ferr, what you're doing?", I asked, touching his hand, I gestured him to get up. Many guests tilted their heads towards our direction from the dining area with a shock-filled expression seeing the posture of Ferr.

"Flower, you can't walk with high heels when you're pregnant. What if you get hurt?", he fretted, as he made me wear new sets of flat heels.

Hearing those words, a blissful smile mounted in my heart. But also, I had a suspicious feeling about his care. Is he doing this for me? Or For the baby?

He sat beside me and held my hands in between his, pressing a soft kiss on my cheeks, which mellowed my face with beet red.

"Whom do you love more? Me or the baby?", I inquired, as he let out a low chuckle and disclosed to me.

"Don't be jealous, My Little Flower. You're invariably the first one.", he confided, as it made me realize that I got jealous of our unborn baby.6

What kind of a mother I am? Besides, it's his fault, that he spoiled me with his love, now I am worried what if it gets limited. I can't endure that.

As time passed, the reception parade came to a horizon. During the whole time, he was being protective of me, and it exceeded too much, irking me to the core.

He didn't even let me walk properly, carried me around like a doll, not caring about guests staring, while I got drenched with shyness.

Now it's the time for the farewell, as before I could comprehend, he lifted me off from the floor in a bridal style and made our grand exit out of the reception location.

On the way, all the guests, our friends, and family showered us with vibrant rose petals, cheerfully along with that fireworks rained the sky, brightly.

Our wedding was beyond perfect, not because of the embellishment. It is the indestructible love that we had for one another, built with trust and now it is evolving further with a new life.

He set me on the seat of a decorated white luxurious car and clasped the seatbelt for me before I could do it as he got on the other side.

When the car began to move, I threw the white rose bouquet toward them, which got caught by Moon. With that, I waved my hands at them, glimpsing my grandparents with a happy face.

After an hour of our car ride, he took me to an elegant private resort which he got for us. Before he could lift me again, I begged him to let me walk.

After a few minutes of my pleadings, finally, he accepted it. Unlocking the door, we entered inside, and very soon he lifted me again.

I heaved out a weary sigh but didn't protest as I don't have the strength to fight this bull anymore.

Reaching the bedroom I noticed the room got illume with candles, but not fixed on the bed as it got filled with red petals, flooded all over.

He laid me on the bed, as I let out a sigh of relief. I was so exhausted, by the whole wedding thing, especially the photo clicks had my legs rippling with discomfort.

My eyes blinked open when I felt his warm lips on my closed eyes. I smiled shyly, wrapping my arms around his neck, and pulled him more closely.