The Mafia And His Obsession: Part 1 (Tainted Hearts Series Book 4) by Lylah James

Author:Lylah James [James, Lylah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Viktor

“Ayla?” My voice was loud in panic. I sounded frantic. I was frantic.

“Baby girl, why are you calling me? What’s wrong? Did something happen?” I shot the questions before she could have a chance to answer.

“Huh? Oh no, everything is fine,” she quickly replied.

I sagged against the wall, my heart thumping hard. She didn’t sound scared, but even then, the panic didn’t lessen.

“Then why are you calling, baby girl?” I asked quietly. Shit, didn’t Alessio tell her not to call me?

“I wanted to check if you were okay. Are you okay?” her sweet voice replied.

Ah, for fuck’s sake! This was bad. Very bad.

I wasn’t supposed to have any communication with the Ivanshov like this. It would look too suspicious. Ayla just messed up big time.

Taking a deep breath, I replied. “Don’t worry about me, baby girl. I know you’re worrying, but please don’t. Remember, no stress during your pregnancy.”

I could feel her nodding, and I almost smiled. “I know, but Alessio won’t tell me anything. If you promise you are okay, then I won’t worry anymore. I need to hear you say it instead of Alessio.”

Instead of replying with what she wanted me to, I quickly spoke. “Ayla, you can’t call me again. What you just did is very dangerous.”

There was silence on the other side until I heard her whisper, her voice now masked with fear. “Did I just mess up?”

I shook my head. “No, baby girl. You didn’t.”

“But…”

“You just can’t do that again. That’s all. Hang up and go tell Alessio that you called me. He will handle it from there.”

“Is he going to be angry at me?” she muttered. I could almost imagine her chewing on her bottom lip nervously.

Chuckling quietly, I shook my head. “No, Ayla. Alessio can never be mad at you. Now go.”

“Okay.”

Before she could hang up, I whispered the words for her to hear. “I am okay, baby girl.”

And then I hung up.

Throwing the phone on the bed, I released a frustrated growl. Fucking shit! I couldn’t even talk to her properly. Instead, the mere thought of Valentin catching me left me feeling cold and sick.

Only three days since I came back and I was already suffocating.

A small ping from the second phone brought my attention back. Walking toward the bed, I picked it up to see a message.

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