She knew that at this rate, it wouldn't be long before she would get pregnant, and a small life would settle in her body.
Although she spoke resolutely, when the time came, she knew she could never bring herself to terminate the pregnancy. It would be her flesh and blood, the child of her and the man she loved!
She really liked children, but the timing was just not right for welcoming a baby into the world.
She resisted and struggled, but Capone's desires were firm and persistent, disregarding her wishes. Yet, he was gentle and patient, each time offering her long, soothing moments, careful not to hurt her delicate body or womb. When he released, there was even a hint of reverence and sincerity, a side she had never seen before.
Sophia sat on the bed, hugging her knees. His gaze always appeared in her mind, and the scent of the medicinal dishes seemed to linger.
He was serious, perhaps more serious than anything he had ever done.