Chapter 1

The Don finally had his first child. The entire syndicate was overjoyed.

Yet at the celebration party, his most favored mistress announced publicly:

"I don't want this baby! I will have an abortion!"

The Don smashed his glass. Everyone froze in fear.

I shrank into the corner, used to being background noise, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

Then, right beside my ear, a babyish voice started cursing.

[I am the God Cupid! I spent centuries preparing for this reincarnation, and I ended up in this idiot!]

[She doesn't want this blessing? Plenty of people do!]

My mind went hot. Without thinking, I blurted out:

"I want!"

Every person turned to look at me with shocked face.

Before I could breathe, Don Moretti's gun pointed straight between my eyes.

"What did you just say? What are you trying to do, girl?"

My blood ran cold. My hands shook against my skirt.

I was nobody here. Just Nina, an orphan who used to pour drinks at an underground bar.

I wanted to apologize and beg for mercy.

Then, that childish voice rang out again.

[Hey! You in the corner!]

[Did you mean that? Are you willing to be my new mommy?]

I gasped. Nobody else seemed to hear it. Dante was still aiming his gun, waiting for an answer.

The voice came again, right from Bianca’s belly.

[Answer me, human! This woman wants to get rid of me!]

[If you be my new mommy, I, the God Cupid will give you the best luck in the world!]

My heart pounded against my ribs.

I grew up in an orphanage, watching other kids get adopted while I was left behind.

I wanted a real family. I wanted a baby of my own to love.

But years ago, a doctor told me that my body was weak, and I could never carry a child.

That diagnosis broken my heart and my dream.

Now, an innocent life was crying out for help. Bianca was going to abort it.

If nobody stepped in, this little life would end before it even began.

I looked at the black barrel of Dante’s gun. I was terrified, but a strange courage pushed through my fear.

I swallowed hard and looked straight into Dante’s dark eyes.

"I said I want it, Don Moretti."

"If she does not want your baby, I will carry your child."