The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

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Aurora POV

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

“Ahh! F uck!” I grit out through my teeth. Another terrible pain shoots through the small of my back and travels like a boa constrictor to the sides of my large whale belly.

F ucking contractions!

“Aurora! Love? You in here?” I hear Ben calling me from the other room.

Inhale through the nose. Exhale through the mouth. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

Knock. Knock,

“Sweetie?” He says as he pokes his head in the wooden closet door. He sees me sitting on the bench, my arms bracing behind me, breathing.

“Another contraction?” He says simply. I glare at him, willing daggers to come out of my eyes and stab in the balls.

‘Okay. You ready to go to the hospital?” He is always so calm. WHY IS HE SO CALM? Oh right! It’s because I AM NOT! It does help me relax a bit. I just nod my head, not trusting my voice.

“Let’s get you to the car. I’ll tell Clara on the way out so she can watch the boys and we will call the others. They are already in the city.” He gently pulls me up to a standing position, wraps his arm around my waist and I hold his other hand tightly.

“Keep breathing sweetheart. It will be over soon,” he tries to reassure me. Inhale, exhale. Rinse. Repeat.

It takes us about 20 minutes to reach the black SUV out front. We had to stop several times so I could practically break Ben’s fingers as more contractions ripped through my body. I refused to let him carry me.

When we are finally in the car, I look out the window, watching the autumn leaves pass by in a blur, hoping it distracts me from the pain I feel. I am pregnant with my 2nd set of triplets! Yep, triplets. These as sholes have super sperm.

It’s been almost 14 years since Dimitry Marco met his demise. About eight months after that crazy day, Caden and Arthur were born. Identical twin boys. They are 13 now and they look just like their biological father Jason, and they adopted his snarky attitude too.

and this time they were fraternal, all boys, again. We have August, Xavier, and Zayn. They are ten. Turns out, Ben is August’s biological father and Charlie spawned the other

thanks to Kai, in December of

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ago, we adopted Ben’s nephews Jamison, age 9, Chapman, age 5, and little Wyatt now age

from his brother when he was younger and they

shock to all of us, but my guys are the best dads and amazing husbands, I’m

still run the Mafia and we have expanded our empire to touch almost every corner of the world. DuPont Enterprises is just as large. Tyler took over for Gustus two years after the Dimitry fiasco and three years ago Tyler merged with us and became Jason’s second in command. Gustus decided to marry Grammy and they lived the rest

And you would think with their age, their dominant tendencies would slacken, but

trained in combat, self-defense, and basic weapons. At age 13 they start studying strategy and business. My loves promised

into the mafia life, and they would be given the choice AFTER they complete college. Caden and Arthur will be the

commanders.

the hospital in record time. Because I tend to have gestational hypertension and

away in a wheelchair straight to the operating

like 3 minutes

for me and Ben inside the operating room are a smiling Kai, Charlie, and lastly Jason. They are all already dressed in scrubs. Nurses and doctors are bustling about as they help me onto the table, help me strip to put on my hospital

Inhale. Exhale.

take a place near my head, the doctors finishing their

we decided not to find out this time. We already know that the children are biologically Jason’s, but their DNA

I am guessing it’s more boys, so bring it on!” I say a bit loopy. The guys just chuckle through their masks. As they start

breath, bracing for the news. I hear the soft

My heart flutters and I have

the room.

sweet nothings

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is here… it’s a boy!’ sings the

“Here comes baby three! Silence and then we

“It’s a… girl!” What?!

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