Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 485 I'm Going To Be A Father Ryder's POV.

The club was alive with energy as the weekend reached its peak. The neon lights danced across the crowded dance floor, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the revelers. The pulsating music thumped in my chest, creating an electric atmosphere that fueled the excitement in the air. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat, mingling with the overpowering aroma of perfume and cologne.

Sitting at a reserved booth in a dimly lit corner, I was joined by my close friend, Alex. He exuded impatience, his foot tapping restlessly against the floor as he scanned the entrance of the club. We were regulars at this place, but tonight, our excitement was tinged with a hint of unease. We were waiting for Logan, our once dependable comrade, who seemed to have changed since his marriage to Mia.

"Ryder, when is Logan coming?" Alex asked, his voice edged with irritation.

I understood his frustration; Logan used to be the first one to arrive, always ready to embrace the nightlife. However, things had changed since he tied the knot with Mia, and his absence tonight only deepened the divide between us.

"Let me call him," I replied, pulling out my phone from my pants pocket. As I dialed Logan's number, I hoped he would finally show up and bring back the camaraderie we once shared.

The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before he finally picked up.

"Where are you, Logan? We've been waiting for you," I asked, my tone a mix of concern and annoyance.

"Just pulled up, coming bro. Wait a little," he replied, his voice slightly distant.

With a hint of relief, I hung up the phone

"He said he had arrived. He's just coming inside after parking his car," I informed Alex.

He nodded in acknowledgment, but his gaze soon shifted to his wife,

chatting away. Alex seemed genuinely happy, the lines of worry on his face momentarily softened as he

turned his attention back to me, curious about

the thought of becoming a father. I glanced at Bella, her pregnant belly now in full bloom, and we exchanged a knowing

the three most notorious playboys got hitched and swooned

of us had been renowned for our wild and reckless ways, but love had transformed us into devoted husbands. "Yeah, but

wedding.

attention. And there he was, Logan, swaggering

played on Alex's lips. "Think of the devil, and he

he replied, his voice carrying the same charisma that had captivated countless

Bella and Sarah. His eyes then met mine, and a knowing look

your son tonight?" Logan teased, raising

volunteered for babysitting duty," Alex replied with a nonchalant shrug. "It's our night off, after

everything with the new changes, Ryder?" Logan turned to me, his gaze filled

said with a knowing smile, recalling the whirlwind of emotions experienced during Bella's pregnancy. From dealing with her mood swings to making sure she was comfortable and happy, I had embraced every challenge that came my way. "But I love her, and I'll do everything

sense of pride washed over me as I thought about Bella, my wife, and

my life and made me a better man, and

his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I want to share some news with you guys," he said, barely containing his

in Alex's and my eyes was palpable as we eagerly waited for Logan's announcement. "Mia and I are expecting our first child," he declared, a wide grin stretching across his face. "Congratulations, dude!" Alex and I chimed in unison,

believe it, guys," Logan said, his voice

laughter and

had come since our days as reckless and dangerous individuals. The love