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Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation

*Dark Mafia Romance* Pregnant. "I.." she blinked at the words that were blinding her. "I.." "I? I? What, Evelyn?" Salvatore spat, making her flinch. "What is it that you want to say, say it loud and fucking clear!" She jumped on the spot and closed her eyes in fear. "I.." "What?!" His scream was powerful enough that Evelyn jumped on the spot and started to cry. Why was this happening to her? Why were these papers in front of her? "I don't know," she screamed back with rivers of tears flowing down her face. "I don't know what happened. I don't know what's happening!" Salvatore chuckled darkly and shook his head as he barked out at her, "You don't know what's going on? Fine, I will tell you what's going on. You are three months pregnant with the child of a man that you spent one night with." His voice lowered several octaves and deepened. He was controlling himself. The reality made her close her eyes and lower her head. The product of a one night stand was inside her womb. This reason alone was enough for her father to discard her had he been alive and he was her father but Salvatore was her husband. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. What was he going to do? **** Salvatore had never let the information out. No one knew that he had the same darkness inside him that his father carried in his veins. He had buried it successfully until she came along. Evelyn. ~Not for faint hearted.~

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The dinner date - IV

 With another bite of the delicious dish, Evelyn forgot about the daunting thought of Angelo.

Hey even though her food was more than delicious, she could not help but look at his plate where he was cutting the meat. It was not the food that she was staring at but at the hands that were working on it. Those strong, rough fingers easily cut to the meat with the knife and his four picked it up before he wrapped his lips around it.

Those lips… 

When was the last time she let him touch her with those lips? Probably this morning but it was clearly not enough. 

She needed more. Evelyn needed more of him. 

"Evelyn, please stop staring," Salvatore reprimanded her even though he did not once look up from his plate. 

"Why?" She questioned with curiosity. "You are pretty. I am admiring your," she waved her hand in front his face, "prettiness." 

He scoffed. "Thanks."