MadisonWhat kind of hell did I just walk into?"Maddie," Victor says, his voice as cool and calm as always. His eyes meet mine, searching for a reaction, but I'm still processing the shocking revelation.I try to gather my thoughts, my mind racing with a mix of emotions. Gustaf, my ex-boyfriend, dead? And Victor, my current boyfriend, possibly involved in his death? It's a surreal and terrifying situation to find myself in."What... What happened?" I manage to stammer, my voice trembling.Victor takes a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. "I did this for you, Maddie. I wanted to protect you from Gustaf."My heart pounds in my chest as I struggle to comprehend the gravity of the situation. "But...how..." I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. My head is pounding, and words are not forming how I want them to.Victor's gaze softens, and he takes my hands in his, his rough hands are strangely warm and comforting. "Maddie, I need you to trust me. I never wanted you to be caught u
MadisonThere are too many emotions within me to count. My head is spinning in circles, and I'm honestly so damn confused I don't even know how to feel.Can anyone blame me, though?My boyfriend is a murderer—a freaking mafia boss—who killed and kept my abusive ex-boyfriend in his freezer at the restaurant where I work. I'm pregnant with his baby, and here I am, about to share a bed with him.I don't know whether to laugh or cry about the situation. Victor terrifies me, but there is also this sick little part of my brain that finds him sexy."I'm going to take a shower," Victor announces while grabbing the hem of his t-shirt. "You can join me if you want, but if you rather stay here, that's fine too. Just don't try to run, Maddie. That won't end well."I sit down at the edge of the bed, arms crossed over my chest as I scowl up at his handsome face. He is very attractive, and at this moment, I hate him for it.Beautiful bastard.My face hardens. "Does Stanley know who and what you are?
MadisonI fell asleep tucked into Victor's chest yesterday. I couldn't bring myself to push him away. Even if he was the reason I was upset, he was also the only cure for my sadness. It really sucks that I'm so in love with him..."What do you want for breakfast?" Victor asks me in a soft tone and turns around, smiling at me.He is looking as handsome as the devil wearing an apron while I'm sitting by the kitchen table with puffy eyes and mascara on my cheeks. I didn't shower yesterday."Anything is fine..." I mutter. "Or wait, just make sure what I'm eating is actually an animal and not some human you've butchered in your garage.""Ouch," Victor places his hand on his chest. "I felt that one in the heart, Maddie."I shoot him a glare. "I didn't think mafia bosses had feelings, much less murderers.""I'm still a person." He says, and the smile he gives me is more scary than friendly. I think it's because he has a calculating look on his face as if he is trying to figure out what I'm t
MadisonI choke back tears. Is this really happening? Victor Giovanni is asking me to marry him!?"Maddie?" Victor looks at me with expectation, and I know I can't sit here forever without answering him.Overwhelmed with emotions, my heart pounding in my chest, I take a moment to collect myself. The weight of the ring in my hands feels significant, symbolizing a new chapter in our lives together. I look into Victor's eyes, searching for the truth, for any sign that this leap of faith is worth taking. And as I meet his gaze, I see sincerity and vulnerability, a glimpse of the man I fell in love with."Yes, Victor," I say, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and hope. "I will marry you."A genuine smile spreads across his face, and he rises to his feet, closing the distance between us. He slips the ring onto my finger, and it sparkles in the dimly lit room."Thank you, Maddie." Victor's voice is low and husky. "You won't regret this." The weight of my decision settles in, knowin
VictorHoly shit.I am going to be a father. The realization is just now sinking in after Madison left for the doctor's visit.But am I ready for fatherhood? Fuck, not that it matters now. Besides, it's a good thing Madison is pregnant because that means she really is stuck with me now.I chuckle to myself as the thought brings me joy.I need to start making arrangements to move her into my home so I can keep my eyes on her at all times. I am not worried about her betraying me or anything because I know she would never do that. Madison is a good girl who is going to carry my child in her womb.And now that Gustaf's out of the way, nothing will come between me and Madison now.I grin as I remember Gustaf. He cried like a little bitch when I pulled his fingernails out, one at a time. I didn't let him die quick and easy, oh no. I made sure he felt everything right up until the time he took his last breath.I wanted him to feel fear, just like how Maddie felt when he preyed on her.And al
Madison"Madison, are you okay?"I look at Frida but say nothing."Madison! Are you okay? Why are you looking at me like I have three heads?" Frida giggles nervously."Am I okay!? How can you ask me that? Of course, I am not okay! I have four humans growing inside me. FOUR!" I nearly scream.Frida chuckles at my outburst. "Aww, sweetheart. Do not freak out about this. Just breathe, okay? It's going to be okay."I continue to stare at Frida, my eyes filled with a mix of shock, fear, and disbelief. How can she be so calm about this? Four babies growing inside me—how can anything be okay about that? I try to take Frida's advice and take a deep breath, but it feels impossible."This is not funny, Frida. It's overwhelming, terrifying even. I don't know how to handle this."Frida's expression softens, and she gently touches my hand. "I'm sorry, Madison. I didn't mean to laugh. I understand that it's a lot to take in, but I'm here for you."I take a deep breath. "Thank you, Frida. I apprecia
Madison Two months later... "I don't understand what we are doing here!" I complain to Victor, who is walking far ahead of me in the woods. He is energetic, whereas I have blisters on my feet. Carrying four babies isn't an easy task, even if it's early in the pregnancy. "My dad has Norwegian blood in his veins," Victor says, and he might as well have spoken in French because I have no idea why he is telling me this. To make it even crazier, he turns around and beams at me. "He was a Viking, Maddie." "What does that have to do with any of this?!" I snap. "Victor, you randomly got us on a plane to Norway this morning, and now we are wandering in the middle of nowhere. Your ancestry isn't important right now. What is important is what we are doing here. I need to know, Victor!" "Don't you understand, Maddie?!" Victor erupts, eyeing me as if I'm the crazy one when I stare at him. And when he realizes I have no idea what he is on about, he sighs heavily and continues talking. His tone
MadisonPart of me hates being pregnant. Don't get me wrong. I love the four little rugrats in my belly, and I can't wait to meet their cute little faces. But there are some things that have come along with the pregnancy adventure that I could do without like the giant baby bump making it feel like I'm carrying around a beach ball and the sudden sweat production that makes me look like I just stepped out of a shower even if I only took two steps. Yeah, I could go without those things.I also feel like a total troll, and the female receptionist and the other staff members seem to think the same thing. They have been giving me the side-eye ever since, probably wondering what Victor is doing with someone like me. In the end, they must have decided we couldn't possibly be a couple. I don't see why else they keep pretending I'm not even there while they flirt shamelessly with my soon-to-be husband."Are you going to be staying for a long time in Norway?""After your visit here, do you pla