Pregnant? Did she hear the maid right and it was just her imagination?
"What did you just say?" She slowly stood, her face still paled.
"You're pregnant ma'am. I can tell it's a week. I'm really good at knowing this stuff. Congratulations ma'am"
Candy forgot how to use her mouth for a moment. Her face remains pale. The maid got worried.
"Ma'am, are you okay?" The maid inquired.
"You aren't kidding right?!" Candy exclaimed, her face brightening up. Happiness surges through her system.
"No ma'am. You are" The woman smiled. It's good to see her smile.
"Oh God!" Candy's eyes teared up as palm her lips. This is so unbelievable and unexpected. "I guess I'll have to confirm it from the hospital first"
The maid nodded. "Yeah, you should see a doctor"
Candy nodded but felt lightheaded again, this time worse than before. Before she knew it, she was falling and darkness blinded her.
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"She is fine, it's just one of the signs"
Candy heard the voice of the doctor as she slowly drifted out of her sleep. Yazmine and Jackie saw this and immediately ran to her.
"Hey," Yazmine smiled so brightly while Jackie palmed her lips.
What's with the happy atmosphere?..
"Candy you're pregnant" Yazmine answered her unspoken question. This brought a large smile to Candy's face.
"I know.. I'm so fucking happy" Candy sobbed lightly.
"I'm going to be an aunt. I knew this would be possible!" Jackie exclaimed.
"Miss.. Candy" The doctor called, gaining the attention of the trio. "You fainted due to your stress these days. If there's something really bothering you, you should try not to let it affect you. Take a good rest" He informed me and left.
"This is a call for a celebration" Yazmine squealed.
"When are you going to tell Mr. President? He'll be so happy" Jackie said.
"Hm, but not yet," Candy said and Yazmine nodded. Candy wanted him to focus on the mission without adding any emotional or mental stress that would distract him.
"This is such a critical time. Candy's pregnancy should be kept a secret" Yazmine understood. "I'll talk to the doctor and keep an eye on him"
"President men have been all around the place. Griffin must be a tough opponent" Jackie muttered.
Candy drew out her phone and made a call with Diego.
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Diego, who was still on a plane, picked up immediately. A smile on his face.
"I was expecting your call from my wife. Don't tell me you're just waking up" He spoke in his deep voice.
"Hm, sorry my call is coming late. I'm just missing you already" He heard her mumble, he badly wished to turn back and go to her.
"I love you" He answered, knowing that would make her smile.
"I love you too. Well handsome, I got good news for you" She said. Diego could hear the excitement in her voice making him so curious.
"What is it?" He inquired.
"I'll tell you when you come home," She said.
"Wife, you're making my hair stand with curiosity. Please love, tell me"
"Nah, come back home after your mission. You really have to come back to hear it"
He could sense she was trying her best not to spill out the news. Maybe it's best he didn't force her.
"I'll be back to hear it then. Bye love, I'll call you steady"
"Bye I love you"
The call ended and Diego took a deep breath. There's big news waiting for him. All he has to do is to focus and end this once and for all.
Meanwhile, Jameson stared at his phone wondering if he should call Jackie again. They talked to each other an hour ago but the conversation was short.
Jackie seemed nervous around him, he could sense it.
"What are you thinking?" Diego's voice snapped him back to reality.
"Huh? Nothing," Jameson said, keeping his phone. His gaze settled on the bracelet on Diego's wrist. Diego never wears those, it's definitely from Candy.
"From Candy right?" he asked, referring to the bracelet.
"Hm, she gave it to me last night. A lucky bracelet" Diego grinned remembering how his cute wife gave him the bracelet last night before sleeping.
"Lucky you, I don't have any," Jameson pouted, checking his empty wrist.
"Go get married. You're getting old"
"Old? Did you just call me old!" Jameson glared.
***
(MOSCOW)
A huge building, strictly secretive and highly dangerous.. lies a deadly mafia clan. They have their own tradition, method, and ranks.
Currently, their Don is named Sylvester. The authority was passed down to him after his father passed away. He was the strongest and most ruthless of them all.. anyone will cringe at the mention of his name.
Returning back to the clan after his mission, he heard the necessary update from his wife and also his assistant, Dona. She handles the clan whenever he goes on a mission.
"Seven new mobsters?" Sylvester asked her endowed wife standing before him. Her private area was barely covered.
"Hmm, they all survived the trail. One of them seems to be really experienced though. His results shocked me. He is going to be a good fighter." Dona smirked, having a crazy thought.
"Are you staring at another man, Dona?" He raised his brow, sounding displeased.
"I can never do that," Dona replied, unsure of her words.
"Hm" Sylvester grunt. "Assembly the seven. I want to see them myself" He ordered.
Soon, six men and one woman were standing before Sylvester.. one of them..
Griffin..
His look was dark and his expression unreadable. He watched the so-called Don Sylvester approach them. Dona on the other hand kept her gaze on Griffin. Her down was getting wet just at the sight of him.
"Out of twenty who wished to join, only seven passed. Impressive" Sylvester spoke, his eyes mostly attracted to Griffin. He must be the one his wife admired.
"What's your name, big guy?" He gave Griffin a snobby look, standing close.
"Griffin" He replied short.
"Cat got your tongue. You get no fucking surname?" Sylvester spat.
"You must be the Don I've been waiting for" Griffin tilted his head a little.
"Yeah, I'm the Don. Do you have something to tell me?" Sylvester snickered, darkly.
"Hmm.. I want you to leave your position as a Don and let me take over. Please do so, I really don't have to stress myself" Griffin said, shocking everyone watching, most especially Sylvester.
Dona blinked severally in surprise. Is this guy serious right now? Sylvester is going to kill him especially now that he never likes him.
"What did you just say?" Sylvester's blood boils in anger. Griffin sighed, punching the bridge of his nose.
"Leave your damn position...."
"I heard you the first time, I was just wondering why a son of a bitch like you badly wants to die in a gruesome way"
"This clan mostly respects traditions. I got to find out a pretty interesting one" Griffin smirked. "Anyone who kills the Don becomes the Don himself"
"Are you saying that you want to fight me? You're surrounded by my men. They'll gun you down just at the snap of my finger" Sylvester has never been dared before.. he is strong, really strong. His body screams danger. He was huge, bearded, and filled with tattoos.. his face was pierced with rings.
With the corner of his eyes, Griffin noticed the mobsters around, taking out their guns.
"Fight me like a man little Don. Show your little ones you are still worth this position.." Griffin drew his face close. "Killing me without a proper fight will make them doubt you.. Is the almighty Sylvester scared?"
One thing about Sylvester, his ego comes first. And now, Griffin triggered that.
His eyes turned red in anger and he immediately sent a punch to Griffin's face sending him rolling on the floor.
Griffin laughed excitedly. His plan was working, he got to piss Sylvester off. He wiped the blood on his lips watching Sylvester removing his shirt.
"You're dead!" Sylvester roared running to attack again