~ Jordan's POV ~

2 months later

I resisted the urge to let out a groan as a child knocked over yet another pot of crayons on the floor. Seriously, I love teaching but sometimes it gets too much for me.

"Manuel torna e prendilo." (Manuel come back and pick that up.) The little boy gave me a cheeky grin before quickly picking up the crayons, he placed them down and ran off to his friends.

"Devi essere più severo con loro Jordan." (You need to be more strict with them Jordan.) I rolled my eyes at Carmela and finished packing away the toys the kids were playing with earlier. Carmela was another teacher at the school I worked at, she usually taught the younger kids but today she was helping me with my 7/8 year olds; if either of us were free we always tried to help each other.

"Non funzionerà, fidati di me." (It won't work, trust me.) I knew being too strict would backfire on me, I wasn't naturally a strict teacher so if I tried too hard to be firm with them, they'd notice and would just act up more than usual.

Carmela just shook her head at my logic in amusement before making her way over to the kids who were left. It was the end of the day, we were just waiting for the rest of the children to be picked up by their parents. Finally, half an hour later all the children from my class were gone and I was free to leave.

I made my way out to the black Audi TT that Adrian got for me once I started teaching at the school. I've only been here about two weeks, it took me a while to learn Italian fluently but I spent hours with my teacher everyday for over a month and I also started speaking in Italian with Adrian to get more practice.

I managed to get this job quite easily thanks to my husband. He insisted he had no input and that it was all down to my 'perfect teaching skills' but I know he threatened the head teacher, he came with me to my interview and right at the end he disappeared for a few minutes and returned with a satisfied smile. I never actually had the chance to be angry though, because he denied it every time and I have no proof, I couldn't really be angry at him for something which he hasn't admitted to.

I made it home within 20 minutes, it usually takes longer but today the traffic wasn't as bad. I sighed in frustration when my eyes landed on the two familiar cars in our drive way, one of them taking up my parking space. I went inside on the hunt for Matteo, there was no way I was going out later to move my car just because he felt the need to take my spot.

"Matteo!" I listened for any responses but the house was silent. I sighed and put my bag and keys down before going to Adrian's office knowing they were probably busy talking about something dangerous and wrong. I knocked on the door, after hearing Adrian say come in I opened the door to see Matteo, Angelo and Adrian staring at me.

"Matteo move your damn car." Adrian's brother turned towards me and flashed me a smirk. "I'm a little busy right now." I rolled my eyes and stepped towards him. "It will take you two minutes. Adrian won't mind." I glanced over at my husband who was glaring at me, probably because I interrupted his meeting.

"Can't you just park your car somewhere else. Tell her Adrian." I glared at Matteo, stepping closer as I felt my frustration build. "Don't look at him Matteo. Just move your car."

"How about I move my freaking car so you can park there Jordan if both of you just shut the hell up." We both turned to Angelo who was glaring at the two of us. "Who involved you?" Angelo frowned at Matteo's comment but I quickly agreed. "This is between me and Matteo, stay out of it." He scoffed and stood up shaking his head. "Adrian I'm going to get a beer, tell me when these two are done."

"Don't you dare go in my kitchen Angelo." He didn't respond to me, instead he walked out slamming the door behind him.

"Adrian don't ever bring them to this house again. I mean it." I sent them one last glare each before storming out of the room. I know you're probably thinking I over reacted but that's just our relationship, we argue constantly. I know both Angelo and Matteo do care about me and I care about them, but we never show it to each other for some reason. We just argue and bicker, it drives Adrian crazy. Usually our arguing isn't that bad but for some reason recently I've just found them more annoying, I think it's because we've become more comfortable around each other so they don't hold back when they try and piss me off.

I found Angelo sitting at the counter in the kitchen with a beer in his hand. "I hope you're enjoying that." He turned towards me and sent a small grin my way in response to my sarcasm. "You seem more up tight than usual, is something wrong?"

I shook my head and leaned against the kitchen counter opposite him. "No, I'm just really tired today." I chose to ignore his dig at me because I wasn't in the mood to argue with him, for once. I had been feeling more drained and tired over the last few days; I put it down to the fact I had started teaching again.

"Why? Were you and Adrian up late last night or something?" He gave me a smirk and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "You're such a child Angelo, no we weren't."

Angelo chuckled to himself just as Adrian came into the kitchen, he came straight over to me. "You forgot to give me a hug when you got back." I gave him a tired smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his chest. "Sorry, I'm just really tired and your brother irritates me." His chest vibrated when he chuckled, he rubbed my back soothingly. "Don't worry he's gone to move his car, I'll park yours for you later." I nodded whilst Angelo chuckled from his seat. "Bro, you're so whipped."

"I'll kill you with out second thought Angelo, best friend or not." Adrian didn't seem like he was joking, he was probably still annoyed about being interrupted by me, whatever the three of them were discussing in his office before was probably important.

"I'm so hungry." Angelo groaned and placed his head in his hands. "Like I said, you're a child." Angelo rolled his eyes and gave me the finger just as Matteo came in.

"Pizza's here." We all turned to see him holding three boxes of pizza. "The delivery guy was outside." Adrian got four plates out just as Matteo brought the boxes over to me. "We got you a whole one Jordan, since you like to eat a lot." I glared at Matteo whilst Angelo snickered. "You're a jerk."

I opened the pizza box and instantly regretted it; the smell of pizza which would usually make my mouth water caused me to gag instead. I felt my stomach turn at the smell and I shut the box, I passed a confused Adrian as I made a b line for the door. I ran through the house to the nearest bathroom making it just in time to empty the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

I let out a groan as my stomach continued to churn while I threw up. Eventually I finished and I closed the lid on the toilet before leaning back, feeling exhaustion take over my body.

"Jordan." I turned around to see Adrian staring at me with concern written all over his face. "I'm fine Adrian."

"Yeah I can see that." He shook his head and came over to me. "Don't Adrian, go and have your food, I'm fine. Just leave me alone." Adrian completely ignored me and kneeled down next to my frail figure on the floor.

"Just shut up." He ignored the glare I sent his way and placed his hand on my forehead.

"You don't have a fever, did you eat something bad?" I shook my head and pushed his hand away. "I told you I'm fine, I'm just tired that's all."

"Yeah Jordan, I get tired but I don't throw up everything inside me." I shook my head and tried to stand up but I felt myself lose my footing as a spell of dizziness took over. Adrian arms quickly shot out to steady me. "Come on." I was vaguely aware of him lifting me up into his arms and carrying me upstairs to our bathroom where he gently placed me down on the floor.

"Take a shower baby, it'll make you feel better." I nodded just as another wave of nausea came over me. "Adrian I'm going to be sick again." He quickly guided me over to the toilet where I threw up once again. Adrian rubbed my back in an attempt to comfort me until I finished. "I'm going to call a doctor." I shook my head at him.

"I'm fine Adrian." He glared at me, the frustration clearly getting to him. "Jordan just freaking listen to me for once. You're not fine."
I eventually gave into him, he helped me get in the shower before he left to call the doctor. He always has the same one on call in case anything happens to him or any of his friends or family.

By the time I finished showering and I got changed into fresh clothes the doctor was here. Adrian and I sat downstairs with the doctor, I glanced over at Matteo and Angelo who were watching the situation carefully, both with worried looks on their faces.

"Do you want them to go?" I turned to Adrian before turning towards the two again. "No it's fine, I'm sure it's nothing anyway."

"Jordan, before I ask you anything else I need to know when your last period was." I tried to hold back a blush at the personal question and I looked down at my hands trying to avoid the eyes of all four men in the room. "I'm not sure, maybe five weeks ago? It's always been pretty irregular though, sometimes it takes 6 weeks or longer to come." The doctor nodded and made a note of what I said.

"Did you experience any nausea before you threw up?" I shook my head in response to his question and he nodded. "Any pain or uncomfortableness during the day?" Once again I shook my head. "Any other notable symptoms over the last week which may be of some concern?"

"Um..not really, I've been a lot more tired recently but I've just started working again so that's probably why, I've also had some headaches here and there." He nodded before placing his notebook down. "Okay I'm going to do a quick ultrasound just to make sure there's no obvious internal...issues." I frowned at the way he worded his sentence and glanced over at Adrian but nodded nonetheless. Adrian helped me lay back on the couch and I lifted my shirt up so that the doctor could place a cold gel on my stomach.

He used the stick thing attached to his machine to slowly go over my stomach starting from just under my ribs. I lay there irritated with the fact that I was even in this position, I knew nothing was wrong with me but Adrian insisted on causing a big issue. Eventually the doctor made it down to my lower stomach and suddenly the sound of a heartbeat filled the room. Everyone was silent as my eyes widened at the sound of the faint heartbeat. "Jordan it looks like you're just over 8 weeks pregnant. Congratulations."

I felt tears well up in my eyes at the sudden news which was going to change my life forever.

"Grazie, puoi venire a trovarla presto per un seguito, ha solo bisogno di tempo ora." (Thanks, you can come and see her soon for a follow up, she just needs time now.) Matteo spoke to the doctor and showed him out, he came back in to the silent room. All four of us were quiet for a while before Angelo spoke.

"We'll give you two some space. Congratulations." I felt a hand on my shoulder but I didn't move my eyes away from my stomach, I heard Adrian speak to his brother and his best friend before they left us alone.

"Jordan are you okay?" I looked at Adrian who's eyes were slightly red. I nodded and slowly stood up off the couch, I went to pass him but he caught my hand before I could. I shook my head at him and pushed him away from me, I went upstairs without saying a word to him.

I knew he wouldn't like the way I acted because Adrian and I are a lot closer now, so pushing him away from me like that definitely would piss him off. Even though we argue the same amount as before he's never shouted at me as much as he did that night. He controls his temper much better and he's also more caring and thoughtful towards my feelings, I think what happened really did scare him into changing how he behaves around me.

We're intimate and affectionate towards each other but we hardly ever do anything past kissing, just because we're both so busy and by the time it comes to the evening we're tired. On weekends Adrian sometimes goes off to do something dangerous and I do all the food shopping for the week and the house work which doesn't get done while I'm working at the school. If neither of us are busy on the weekend, which is rare, then we spend time together. But that has hardly ever happened over the last two months.

I stood in the middle of our bedroom, placing a hand on my flat stomach. I didn't even know I was pregnant all this time, with Adrian's baby. I've just been getting on with my own things trying to pass time and build my career again from the start after moving to Italy and having to learn a whole new language.

My mind was overwhelmed with all the thoughts and feelings I had about my pregnancy at once; I was happy and excited to have a baby of my own who I already knew I loved with all my heart. But I was also scared, worried, angry and anxious. All in one go.

I heard the door open behind me and I turned around to see Adrian staring at my stomach. I could tell he was feeling exactly the same way as me, even though his whole idea of marrying me was so that I could have his children for the mafia, he didn't seem as satisfied as I initially thought he would be when the time came.

"This changes everything Jordan." Adrian was acting like he had to deal with this in the same manner he would conduct business in the mafia; cold and distant. "What do you mean?"

"You need to quit your job. This house is going to be under 24 hour surveillance, you don't talk to anyone that I don't know about and you don't go anywhere without me. Do you understand?" I wasn't surprised that he was being so strict but I wasn't expecting him to basically put me under house arrest.

"No Adrian. You can't do that, I get that it's your baby and you want to protect it but I'm still going to live my life. I'm not going back to being locked away at home everyday alone." His glare intensified and he came toward me. "I don't give a damn about you right now Jordan, you're not risking my baby's life."

"You think I would risk our baby's life?" I actually couldn't believe he would ever think that. "Adrian, our baby's life is more at risk because of you and your lifestyle, not because of me." I knew I shouldn't have said that as soon as I saw the look of hurt on Adrian's face, his face quickly became void of any emotion.

"We need to talk properly tomorrow, just take a nap, you need to rest." I scoffed at the way he was just going to end the conversation there. I wasn't about to let him dictate the way I live my life during my pregnancy.

"I'm not going to sleep Adrian. I don't care how well we've been getting on over the last few months, this is all your fault. It's all your fault we're about to bring a baby into our twisted life. It's your fault our baby could die at any second because of all the enemies you have."

"I'm warning you Jordan, shut the hell up." I stubbornly stepped towards him knowing there was no way he would lay a hand on me knowing I was pregnant. "It's your fault our baby could die because of your temper."

"At least I didn't try to kill myself. You could be the freaking reason that baby dies, what if you go back to being crazy and try and kill yourself? What if I'm not there to stop you?" My hand swung out before I could even think about what was going on, but if I did think about it, it wouldn't have changed what I did. I would slap him again if I had the chance.

Adrian's eyes were blazing with anger as he stared at me, usually I would have cowered back in fear but this time I was hurt, pregnant and furious. He seemed to be struggling to keep his temper in control, his fists were clenched and his jaw was tightened as he glared at me. He didn't know what to do because for once he couldn't hit me and he knew it.

"You're a freaking bitch Jordan. If you think I give a crap about anything you want over the next seven months, you're wrong. You'll do what I tell you to do, I may not be able to hurt you but I can always hurt your precious family back in London."

"You wouldn't hurt them.." My voice broke as I spoke knowing what I said was far from the truth. He's a killer and that's what they do. He gave me a sadistic smirk and leaned down kissing my cheek, his lips caused a fearful shiver to go down my spine leaving me frozen and allowing him to whisper in my ear. "Try me tesoro."

He turned away from me, grabbing his jacket as he got ready to leave. The more I watched Adrian go back to his old ways, the more I didn't want this baby. I didn't want to have a baby like this, in this house with Adrian leading such a dangerous life and the fact that my baby will end up in the same life as his father. I didn't want any of it. The next words that came out of my mouth shocked both Adrian and I.

"I'm going to get an abortion." Adrian slowly turned to face me, shock clearly written on his face. "What?"

I ignored Adrian and walked out of our bedroom to find my phone and make an appointment with a clinic. I thought I wanted it out of me as soon possible and that it was the best thing for all three of us.

"Jordan!" I jumped at the sound of Adrian's furious shout from our room but I carried on down the stairs to search for my phone. I found it in the kitchen and picked up my Iphone 8, seconds later it was knocked out of my hand shattering on the floor.

"My phone! Adrian what the fu-" Adrian cut my sentence off by pushing me against the counter, his arms keeping me in place. "You're not killing our baby." His breathing was hard and fast as he glared at me, hate evident in his eyes. "I didn't know you were capable of that."

"I'm not! Do you think it would be easy for me? But I'm not about to bring a baby into our screwed up life Adrian! Look at the way we argue, we always go round in circles, I'm bored and tired of it. If you can't support me and take care of me properly, then what's the point? I want to do this together, not on my own."

"You won't be alone." I scoffed and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. "I'm tired of this Adrian. You either promise me right now you won't become over protective and possessive, or I'll make an appointment for a termination. It's your choice. No more threats, no more arguing. We either do it together or not at all."

He stood in silence for a while deep in thought, eventually he met my eyes and nodded. "I promise." I nodded slowly as Adrian moved away to give me some space. "Fine."

My eyes landed on my broken phone on the floor but Adrian spoke before I could. "I'll get you a new one." I nodded and made my way back up to the exit of the kitchen, ready to take a much needed nap.

"Jordan you need to eat." I stopped in my tracks and turned around whilst shaking my head. "I don't think I can stomach anything right now."

"What do people usually eat when they're in your situation?" I rose an eyebrow in amusement at his confusion. "My situation?" He nodded and ran a hand through his hair uncomfortably. "Night sickness isn't it?" I couldn't help but laugh at this causing Adrian to frown. "What's so funny?"

"It's morning sickness." He glanced over at the window to make a point that it was clearly the evening. "I don't think it's morning Jordan. Maybe this pregnancy is already getting to your head." I rolled my eyes at him. "No, when you throw up due to pregnancy it's called morning sickness but it can happen anytime of the day."

"Oh." I chuckled and sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar. "Make me some soup, that nice one you made last time."

"Chicken and noodle?" I nodded happily and watched as Adrian got to work to cook for me. "Anything for you tesoro." He was being sarcastic but if he was making me food, I didn't care.

Maybe the next seven months won't be that bad.

Hey guys, sorry this is so late. I failed my driving test so I've been sad 🙈 But hopefully the next chapter will be up tomorrow, I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to comment and vote! The story is just beginning 😉 Thanks for reading ❤️