The Mafia Boss Runaway Wife

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d on my bossom trying to throw his legs upwards, Distracting m

e, making it look as if it was a small

back with me to France right?" He suddenly

was not a question it wa

don't want to g

see my son is enough atrocity committed by you, Please do not add t

looked away in guilt, memories of

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osely at the urine test strip in my hand I was

wedding day I was graced to have had the wealthiest men in France in attendance, ever

ened in the bar where I worked. I had just resumed as a waitress and was asked to att

my whole life; hence I was shocked and curious when, after their m

ths later without proper courtship. All that mattere

ink and washed my hands before walking out to the room.I'm going to wait ti

ar driving into the compound. I'm excited I did not wait in vai

im stepping out of the car as the evening sun cast an orange glow on his mas

, he wore a gray suit that looked very good on him.

eup and sporadically sprayed perfume on the sensitive parts of my body, I took hold

ed a hue of color as I remembered the night he ma

the sound of his voice in a call pulled

boy so he would inheri

ot trus

I retraced my footsteps back to m

er me. Did he marry me only because he required an heir and not because he

e birth I have no special place in his life? Was

nfused. What would become of me if the baby finally arrived? Would we st

aside after his expectations had been met. It was a good thing he was not aware of my pregn

d it. I began to pack my bags and luggages for my escape

I realized the sun was gradually retiring for the day. I will stall until it is late. Alex

cape. Immediately, it was evening, I took

nyone was coming behind me. When I was sure that the coast was clear,

Soon, I was at the gate.oh! thank goodness, It seemed the heavens were supporting my

istory as that marked my escape from France away f

e to inform the father of his birth I turned deaf ear. He was my son, a

finished bathing and feeding my son and I was about t

alked towards the door with the grocery bag in hand.

frown. A soft scream of terror left my throat as I attempted

said defiantly, and reluctan

fore sitting down on the couch.Our little

nd settled Jnr in my arms as I brought out my breas

coming back with me to France right?" He