The Shark Mafia Boss novel Chapter 70

Olivia POV

Olivia POV

Once we get gone fro the doctor I decided to go have a shower and change into something comfortable. I am extremely tired and the hot water will do me good.

I turn the water on and undress. I am surprised Raphael didn’t come after me after all the doctor said it was safe to have sex.

I put my hair in a bun and allow the water to fall on my body relaxing me. I put both my hands on my stomach and I look down.

“We are going to be okay” - I say

When I finish my shower I wrap a fluffy towel around me and go to the dressing room. I put on yoga pants and one of Raphael’s T-shirt. I grab a fluffy blanket and wrap it around me. It’s a cold day today and I need to feel cosy.

I walk out of the bedroom to find Raphael drinking in the morning. That’s never a good sign. I walk to him and I wrap my arms around his waist. Now we are both being comforted by the blanket.

Hey, are you okay?” - I ask him

“Yeah. Was just thinking”

“Shouldn’t you go to work?” - I say looking at his watch.

“I’ll go in the afternoon” - he says still not looking at me. He is looking out of the windows to the snowy NY.

“Nothing is going to happen to our baby” - I try to reassure him. He finally looks down at me and smiles giving me a soft kiss on the top of the nose. I know he is worried. I am too, but I will do my best to keep this baby.

“I’ll die before something happens to this baby” - Raphael says and I hug him tighter. I knew he was worried unjust didn’t know how much. He is going to be a good father. He is already loving this baby so much.

Raphael’s phone starts ringing and I let go of him so he can answer. I look out of the window hugging my own body wrapping the blanket more around me. It smells like him.

“Joseph”

I look up at Raphael. His face is hard.

“What the fuck happened?” - Raphael is acting mechanic now. He walks to his desk putting the glass down but his eyes never leave mine.

“He can fuck off”- Raphael says. I don’t know what Joseph is saying but whatever it is is making Raphael extremely upset. His grub tightened on the desk.

“I’m on my way” - Raphael says and my eyes drop to the floor. Is it going to be always like this? What if I need him? Will he leave as well. I look up at him and he can see the uncertainty in my eyes.

Raphael starts collecting his things from the desk and he walks towards his safe. He is getting his gun.

“What happened?” - I ask while he places a kiss on the top of my head.

“Don’t worry love”

“Raphael, we talked about this, you are going to tell me now what happened” - I let out in annoyance. He can’t keep hiding things from me, I need to know if he is going to be safe or if he is going on another fucking suicidal mission.

“Scott is dying” - he says and my head goes into mush. I had forgotten about him. I had blocked everything he had done to me. I sit on the sofa and I take a deep breath. I don’t know why but I thought he was dead already. Since the day Raphael discovered I went there to see him. I assumed they killed him then. But they just increased the torture and now he is dying. Indoor feel bad for him. I can’t feel.

“Good riddance “ - I say and Raphael chuckles looking at me.

“I need to go see what he wants, I won’t be long” - he says and I look into his beautiful sky blue orbs.

“Okay” - I say while he walks out and towards the lift.

I stay here, sitting and thinking about everything that happened. How it all started.

That day if I hadn’t gone to the park to read I would’ve never have met Raphael. Or maybe I would’ve, he went to do some speeches at NYU with Lucas, but he probably wouldn’t have looked at me, I wasn’t in distress then.

I decide to grab my phone and look at the magazines. See what they are saying about Raphael.

My mouth drops open when I see the cover of one of the magazines.

“OH NO” - I say out loud. - “what the actual fuck”

“Raphael Lockwood diving into paternity?” - and there’s a photo of a red hair girl, I look at the photo and it is Tammy, what the actual fuck? She’s showing already.

Raphael, you are dead. I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen to find Maria, she is singing while she bakes, it smells good.

“Maria” - I say standing near the kitchen island.

“Olivia, do you need anything?”