
Another fight with my boyfriend made me agree to my best friend's crazy idea to party at a nightclub. But then, she spiked my drink and I ended up in the arms of a terrifyingly handsome stranger, Michelangelo. 

We spent the night together underneath his sheets, as he took me through wild realms of pleasure. But the next morning, he was gone.

And then I caught my boyfriend with my best friend so my life utterly shattered from that day. 

Weeks later, I realized that I was pregnant, and I also got hit by the news of my boyfriend's wedding to my best friend. 

Devastated, I moved to a Pack in New York City to start anew with my unborn child, and then three years later, guess who I bumped into? The one and only Michelangelo, the real father of my son.

But then, he lied that night. He didn't give me his full name or his real identity. He didn't tell me that he was the formidable Nico 'Michelangelo' Ferrari, a Mafian Alpha and an insane force to reckon with.

Realizing who he is sends me into a panic attack, but for some reason, he won't stop chasing after me, trying to convince me that he loves me, that he's my fated mate and that he wants to be with me and our son. 

What the heck do I do?!

Pregnant After  A One Night Stand With The Mafia

Jasmine POV
I find myself nodding to his offer. It seems to be honest enough, and there was nothing really against my going out for a friendly lunch with him.
"Of course," I say.
I have a feeling that being friends with a veteran that knows the ropes in the company would come in handy sometime.
...

Are you okay, baby girl?

You're getting married

I'm breaking up with you

Pregnant

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