Gia

Waiting for the doctor to walk into the exam room with my test results felt like an eternity. He took his good old time, too. Angelo held my hand, while I stared up at the ceiling and closed my eyes, hoping our baby would be okay. After being shot up with drugs and being starved, I was worried about our daughter. So were Angelo and his parents.

Angelo Sr. had insisted I see the best doctor in the city. No expense was spared for the granddaughter of the most powerful man in Philadelphia. He didn’t seem to care much about my health, or even for me, only the baby, which was fine by me. I still harbored some ill feelings toward the Don. Even though he saved me from my prison, he wasn’t guiltless in this vicious world we lived in.

The doctor strolled into the room with an open chart in his hand, scanning the paper inside. He shut the door behind him and peeked up at me with a tiny smile. “Gianna, I have some good news for you.” Dr. Carter pulled a chair out from the counter and sat at my side. “You’re carrying a healthy baby girl. The toxicology results don’t show any permanent damage to you or your child. We will continue to monitor both of you, but I don’t see any cause for concern.”

Angelo squeezed my hand tighter. “Thank you, Doc.” His emotions shook right through me, causing me to tremble along with him. Angelo was a nervous wreck over everything that had happened to the baby and me while I was with Dante.

I turned my body enough to touch his shoulder, and Angelo smiled, a real one for once. He did that a lot more now that I was back in his life and carrying his child. He said Faith and I gave him hope that all the shitty parts of our lives could produce something wonderful.

It was hard to believe that after everything we had been through we could have a happily ever after. Or at least the closest to one we would ever get while we were attached to the Philadelphia Mafia. Angelo promised me he would do everything in his power to help his family legitimize their businesses. He vowed to try at least, which was about as much as I could ask of him given the circumstances.

After the doctor left the room, Angelo helped me up from the table and pressed his palm to my growing stomach. He leaned in to plant a kiss on my lips, the passion behind it making my head spin. No matter how many years had passed, my love for him grew stronger each day.

“I was prepared to go against my father’s orders and kill every last one of them,” Angelo breathed against my lips.

“Faith is okay. So am I. You can stop worrying. We’ll be a family soon enough.”

I was ready to meet my baby girl. She was our little miracle.

“The old man wants me to move on, but I will never forget. It might be years from now, but I promise Dante and everyone involved with your kidnapping will pay.”

I covered my hand over his. “Let it go, Angelo. We have so much going for us now. It’s not worth it. No one forced me to do anything I couldn’t come back from. And now we have Faith and our wedding to look forward to. It’s in the past.”

“You already paid for my past once.” He kissed my forehead, hooking his arm around my back to pull me into his chest. “It won’t happen again.”

“Good, then take me home. I’m starving and need to kick up my feet.”

He smirked. “You got it, boss lady.”

I shook my head and laughed.

In the waiting room we found Sonny, who accompanied me to every appointment.

Sonny rushed over to us, his worry furrowing his brows. “What did he say?”

“We’re okay.” I ran a hand over my stomach and smiled. “Nothing permanent.”

He breathed a sigh of relief and moved close enough to place his hand next to mine, staring down at my belly. “I won’t let anything happen to her.”

Sonny was my best friend and as much my family as Angelo. Even though he was part of my personal security detail, he was there because we’d invited him to share this special day with us.

Angelo slapped his hand on Sonny’s back, the corner of his mouth turning up into a wide grin. “We know,” he said, looking at Sonny. “That’s why we want you to be Faith’s godfather.”

Sonny’s eyes lit up with excitement. Being named godfather was an important role, one Sonny would take seriously. He covered his mouth with his hand and cleared his throat. “Of course. I’d be honored. Are you sure you don’t want to ask one of your brothers?”

“You are my brother,” Angelo confirmed.

Sonny glanced at me, then back at Angelo. “I will take care of Faith as if she were my own.”

“We know,” Angelo and I said at the same time, causing all of us to laugh.

Sonny hugged each of us, his face beaming with delight. It was so rare to so either of my men this happy. But Faith had a way of creeping into both of their black hearts.

We left the doctor’s office with Sonny holding my left hand and Angelo my right, knowing we would make it through whatever would come next. Because we had each other.