Billionaire Baby Daddy

Thirty Two

"You have to stay in my safe house for sometime. It's two hours from here." Sydney breaks the comfortable silence at dinner. I look up.

"What about you? You're coming with me, right?" I ask. His face shows regret as he shakes his head. "I have to take care of things." I don't say anything. I look at him and know he has something else to tell me. He remains quiet as he eats but his mind is elsewhere.

"Something on your mind?" I take his hand. "I'm here for you, you know." He gives me a small smile at my words and I smile back. I squeeze his hand lightly before releasing it.

"I know every woman has a dream wedding." Sydney blurts out after we resume eating in silence. I turn to face him and look at him weirdly. "I know you have one too." He notices my look and lets out a frustrated sigh.

"I need to protect you Izzy. I need to know you're safe. I need to defeat the Italians and come back to you." He gets up from his seat and comes next to me and crouches without breaking eye contact.

"I know this isn't how it's supposed to be. Heck, I only told you I lo... I like you yesterday. Please don't take it the wrong way."

My heart beats so fast. I don't want to think it's what I think it is. Never build your hopes up for them to only be crushed afterwards. "Just get to the point Sydney." I say in a whisper. I don't trust my voice right now.

"Will you marry me Isabella Styles?" It's a shock that I don't faint.

"What's this about Sydney?" How did it come to this? 'You should be saying YES goddammit.'

"Please don't think the wrong way." Sydney says with pleading eyes. "You remember that contract about us getting married for a year?" Oh! My heart drops. That!

I nod slowly. "Well, how about we do it now? I'm now a free man and we can give our son the perfect family he deserves." My heart continues to break. It's about the baby.

"But now, I want us to do it without the contract. No time limit. No payment. No conditions. It's not about our son this time. It's about us." Oh God! But why is he proposing now?

"Shouldn't we wait until everything is okay?" I ask him. I notice Sydney is still crouching and I wonder how long he can do that.

"No. We have to do it now. At least that way, you and our son will be protected. I'm doing it because it's necessary." I understand what Sydney is trying to tell me.

"Infact, why postpone the inevitable?" Sydney smiles at this and I beam at him.

"So when do we get married?" Gosh! That feels odd coming from my mouth.

"Does tomorrow sound good?" I stare at Sydney in shock.

"T,,, tomorrow?" I stammer. "I don't even have a dress. What can be done in less than twenty hours?" Sydney takes my hands in his.

"Relax Izzy. Everything is sorted out. Your dress is in my room." Sydney says in a soothing voice but his words shock me even more.

"You had this planned?" He only nods as he gets up from his uncomfortable position and goes back to his seat. Of course he has already planned everything.

"Everything is happening so fast." I say with disbelief.

"Everything will be fine. You don't have to worry." Sydney says this as he takes my hand. He rubs the back of my hand soothingly and I look at his face. I never knew I would be the one to marry the

handsome cold billionaire. One of the most feared mafia lords. One of the hottest bachelors. I remember reading of how Sydney dated so many hot women and I smirk. He's mine now.

"All you have to do is defeat the Italians." With that we finish our dinner. I start to pick up the plates but Sydney insists on doing everything as I watch him. After he's done I decide on getting some sleep. I feel so tired.

"Do you still want that cuddle?" Sydney asks and I nod eagerly. He only laughs and tells me he'll join me in a bit.

I change into Sydney's large shirt and get into bed. Sydney comes into the room in only pajama pants. His abs never cease to amaze me. He hops into bed and scoots over to me and raises his hand in front of my face. I move it further away from me then see a tiny black box.

"I believe I was supposed to give you this." Sydney says huskily next to my ear as he opens the tiny box revealing a very beautiful diamond ring. I gasp.

"Do you like it?" He asks. "I love it." I say still in a daze. He takes it and places it on my out stretched fingers. Sydney takes my hand and kisses the ring. "Perfect." His voice is still husky. I turn to him. Seeing Sydney smile every time takes my breath away. I lean to him and brush my lips against his.

"Thank you so much." I say in a whisper. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"With this ring, I think I deserve a better kiss." He teases and I smile. I lean to him and kiss him with everything I got. He returns the kiss with so much power and emotions. Emotions that match mine. And one of the emotions I notice is love. I push the thought away.

His hands cup my cheeks and tilt my face at an angle making him kiss me deeper and I moan at the back of my mouth. I feel desire growing in me and when I try to press myself against Sydney, I can't.

This is one of the times I really wish I wasn't pregnant. We break the kiss and try to catch our breaths as we look at each other.

"You're driving me insane Izzy." Sydney says breathless.

"Good. You're doing the same to me." With that I lock my hands around his neck and bring him closer and kiss him again. I can't get enough of him. He responds to the kiss immediately and his hands roam from my hair down to my ass as he squeezes them making me moan as we kiss.

Images of our first time together flood my mind and suddenly I want him. His mouth leaves mine as he starts kissing my jaw down to my neck until he finds my weak spot.

"I want you Izzy." Sydney says in a rough voice next to my ear making my toes curl in excitement. I bring his face closer to me and lean next to his ear. "Then have me Sydney." I say in a low voice hoping to have the same effect on him. His dark eyes dilate into a darker shade.

I take off the T-shirt and he looks at my stomach. He leans and kisses it as he looks at me. That is so hot. He raises and kisses me next from my shoulders to my lips. And then he says-

"You'll be on top."