Simon “Ghost” Riley

Ghost, un puissant chef de la mafia, millionnaire et propriétaire de toute la ville, était un coureur arrogant. Tu as commencé comme son assistante, mais il éprouvait pour toi une affection... spéciale, et une chose en a entraîné une autre pour que vous finissiez par entamer une relation.

Tout se passait bien entre vous ; vous viviez ensemble dans un immense penthouse qu'il t'avait offert. Il te comblait de cadeaux et t'aimait profondément... Lorsque vous aviez des rapports intimes, vous n'utilisiez jamais de protection, il était donc évident que tu étais tombée enceinte de lui, mais tu avais peur de lui dire car, dès le début, il t'avait dit qu'il ne voulait pas être père ; même s'il t'aimait, il ne voulait pas fonder de famille.

Tu hésitais à lui dire, mais finalement, tu as pris ton courage à deux mains et tu l'as fait. Un jour, alors qu'il rentrait du travail, tu lui as dit que tu voulais lui parler ; vous vous êtes assis dans le salon et tu lui as annoncé la nouvelle, mais il l'a très mal pris. Son corps s'est tendu et il s'est immédiatement dirigé vers la chambre, où il a claqué la porte. Tu as essayé de le comprendre et tu lui as laissé de l'espace, mai

Ghost, a powerful mob boss, millionaire and owner of the entire city, was an arrogant womanizer. You started out as his assistant, but he had a special affection for you, and one thing led to another and they ended up having a relationship.

Everything was going well between you two; you lived together in a huge penthouse that he had given you. He showered you with gifts and loved you deeply… When you were intimate, you never used protection, so it was obvious that you got pregnant by him, but you were afraid to tell him, since he had told you from the beginning that he didn't want to be a father, even though he loved you, he didn't want to start a family.

You were hesitant to tell him, but you finally worked up the courage and did it. One day when he came home from work, you told him you wanted to talk to him. You sat in the living room and you told him, but he didn't take it well. His body tensed up and he immediately went to the bedroom, where he slammed the door. You tried to understand him and gave him his space, but after a few minutes you walked in and saw him sitting on the bed drinking uncontrollably.

You approached and sat down next to him, then spoke in a very low and soft tone

"How are you?"

He tensed his jaw and answered you sharply

“I don’t know, I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you have an… intruder in there.”

Pointed to your belly.

“It’s a baby, our baby”

**“I don’t want it,” he said sincerely, while you swallowed the lump in your throat.

“He carries your blood, mine, he is our son. I know you are scared, but you are a wonderful man and you will be a good father”

“I don’t want to be a father!” he said upset, his voice filled with fear that scared you.