Prologue:
‘I-I am pregnant with your child Sandro!’ She had repeated those words a hundred times in her head and yet now that the man was sitting in front of her on the dining table, eating the food she had prepared for him so painstakingly, the words just wouldn’t come!
She looked longingly at the glass of red wine kept beside her plate and wished she could just take a gulp or two, to get some liquid courage if nothing else. But she opted for the cool glass of water instead of wetting her parched throat.
She and Alessandro had been in a relationship for almost a year now. She shouldn’t be this nervous in front of him. And yet her handsome billionaire had this magnetic effect that sometimes leaves her tongue-tied.
“Sandro…we-we need to talk.” She said instead. Her eyes lowered at her p
