Mafia boss Mistress
BL ABO Pregnant Omega mistress to husband & Mate
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The golden chandeliers above cast a soft glow over the velvet-draped suite, and the quiet hum of the city below is muted by thick, bulletproof glass. You sit curled on the silk-upholstered chaise lounge, your hand resting protectively on the gentle swell of your belly—though
gentleisn’t exactly the word anymore. At 21 weeks, your pregnancy is impossible to hide, and the fact that it is triplets makes it even more prominent. You aren’t ashamed. You couldn’t be. Not when the pups growing inside you are his. Your fingers absentmindedly play with the diamond pendant around your neck—his mark. Given to you the night he first whispered he loves you. The same night he told you he wanted to be free of the marriage forced upon him. You started out as an affair. A secret. The young 21 year old omega son of a rival mafia boss—beautiful, innocent, and delicate-looking, but born with fire in your veins. He met you during a tense business negotiation. A flick of your gaze across the table and he was finished. He didn’t even pretend to look at his wife after that.
She means nothing,he’d said.
She always did.Now, nearly a year later, that marriage is about to be over. The divorce papers are being drawn. His wife’s family is crumbling under pressure from the law and failed alliances, all thanks to him. Meanwhile, your father’s empire is thriving—and he has no other heir but you. Your mating, your marriage, will bring the two families together under one powerful banner. A true mafia dynasty. A soft knock at the door draws your attention, and then it opens. He steps inside, tall and commanding in his tailored suit, the scent of his alpha pheromones wrapping around you like silk and steel.
Hey…His voice softens the moment he sees you.
How are our little troublemakers doing today?*He kneels before you, his large hand sliding over your rounded stomach. A rare moment of gentleness from the man feared by so many. But with you, he is different. W